Three Course Meal by Tonton Nelson Raymond

Lot of these guys talk much about how “shawty look like a snack”
But I think you look like a three course meal.
It doesn’t matter if I do, or don’t mind
A little belly fat is still fine
God is a tattoo artist and stretch marks are his design
You’re not just a barbecue, you came with sides.
Peeking out of your hijab
These things are hard to hide

And as I get ready your order, filled with the green like vegetable soup
I want a partner that will nurture me like a mother
Amala thick girl who will complement me well
We’d be the special of the heavenly cook
Such a match means that I hit the shot, I put the ball through the hoop.

If I’m tea leaves, you’re hot water.
You draw out all of my potential
And we form something new
Move my kinetic, putting the static in motion
If I am the Earth, you are the oceans
So it is you that keeps the skies blue
Evaporate to condensate and make rain fall.
You water the dry lands of my soul.
Lot of these guys talk much about how “shawty look like a snack”
But I think you look like a three course meal.
It doesn’t matter if I do, or don’t mind
A little belly fat is still fine
Besides I’ve always liked plus sized
So I think you look really good like that
You look take-away, a single serving of you can’t just finish like that
You leave enough with me to take back
Enough knowledge from the conversations
A linger of your perfume
An after taste of our kiss
And lipstick on my shirt collar
A voice in my head when I get home whispering “call her”
They don’t know what they are missing
You’re a cake and I’m passed the icing
I know what is in the filling
I’ve experienced a feeling that is filling
Lot of these guys talk much about how “shawty look like a snack”
But I think you look like a three course meal
It doesn’t matter if I do, or don’t mind
A little belly fat is still fine
God is a tattoo artist and stretch marks are his design
You’re not just a barbecue, you came with sides.
Intelligent ones
Physical ones
Historic ones
And some of which you are shy.
But they’d swell out of a cassock
Peek out of your hijab
All that beauty will leak out your frame
They’d ooze out of your mind.
You know why?
Cos true beauty is hard to hide
Tonton, 2018