*written to Leona Lewis Happy (Imeem is gone

It be intuition
mixed with what I wanna do
a nice healthy dose of
it ain't gonna hurt as bad
as you think
heaping on top
with a dash
of what the fuck
served up
upside down
on a plate
of you know you wanna
with opportunity
providing the flatware
to scoop up the moment
and savor the flavor
of right now
even if the aftertaste
turns out to be a bit much
so long as you keep making moves
to get more
you'll never know
the taste of anything
but the sweetness
of the moves
I make
across you palate