Tommy P

Let me introduce Tommy P into the upside down:

Hes a brethren; but is bigger than that.

his brain makes a silky soulful sound to mine

Cycling up and down

An upsidedown chimp or bat

He makes me want to laugh and cry

at the same time.

I want to sing songs symbolising his sensual

Energy. A type of electric evocation

that has me intoxicated

He’s a star in the sky that only we can see

He wants the moon to be full

but anticipates it too soon

woo me

pursue me

cos i want you to catch me

Emma G and Tommy P has got a nice

tempo. Always tempting me for more;

a tease i can’t resist.

He has a subtle confidence

that can destroy or magnify magical moment of time.

We’ve been in an environment that stretches

the sexual speed to a standstill

stealing kisses in the shed

if we can’t orgasm: lets wargasm instead

we each gain a shared knowledge

then wanna destory it

we deconstruct the soud of riffs/synth/beats and tempo.

Jester jests us into a playground

only reserved for posterity:

We’re baby millenials that will knock the socks

off the digital gen z.

Watch this space, cos our collab will be

spectacular. A spectacle and shriek of delight

that will have the mandem going mad

Wait, Emma G is getting ahead of herself

cos whats hapenning is fragile; deliciously delicate, remember

wise mind Emma G.

Wait until you’re at a 5 and then graft.

But at least i have this jester Tommy P:

someone who makes me into a muse.

How lucky am I .