"Boo Thang," A Poetry Post

Tender Love by William Reynolds

--Hello Moto.--

Hey pretty girl
Heard that you lost your man
How long has it been
That long
That's sad I

Meant to call you then
Didn't know just what to say
Haven't seen you in a while
Time flies
Can't help it now

You were such a pretty little thing
back then
independent swag
boss type
did your own thing I

Couldn't take a step
Couldn't step up to the plate at the time
I'm a man now girl...
I'm a man now, and,
if you let me girl
I can be your boo thang.

I'll come over.

I don't need a ticket
I can pay for my flight
I don't need your nice house
I can put us in a Westin
You don't even have to drive
I can rent a nice ride
You don't have to pack a bag
I can dress you girl
Meet me outside and
Baby if you let me now
I can be your boo thang.

I'll come over.

I don't need a maid
You don't have to lift a hand
You probably still grieving
I can understand
After all, we grown now
I can see a need that
I'm wanting to please
You don't have to pay me
I'll do it for you
Baby if you let me
I can be your boo thang.

I'll come over.

I don't have to stay
You know I bought my own place
Out there in the mountains
I can come that way
Be there for a few days
Maybe stay for a week
I can set my own schedule
It's a simple thing for me

I could put myself on loan for you
It's a good deal
Get your mind off your troubles
Give you something you can feel
For a little while
Older now I got a set of skills
That you'll like...
I've already decided
You just say the word
and I'm leaving here stat and
bringing you your boo thang.

I'll come over.

You don't have to be my wife
I'm not asking for commitment
I'm not asking you to
Put up with the stress of my business
I don't really have to talk
You don't really have to listen
If you give me the permission
We'll go missing on a mission
If you let me baby,
I can be your boo thang.

I'll come over.

I know the role
We can walk through the park
Holding hands, slow strolling
Schedule reservations for massage and
Good eating
Movies and back seating
Wine and hard breathing
Baths and late sleeping
I mean it...

This is not an offer that
I can make twice
I done put myself out there
Need nothing in return
It's a package that I feel
That you've earned and
I always had it for you girl
I always had it for you
Couldn't tell you

By the time I
Got up enough nerve
Another man took it from me
I thought it was all over and
Now the season's changed
I... hmm...
Baby I don't have to be THE man
I just want to be your man
For as long as you want me
So have me
I can be your boo thang.

I'll come over.

It's a simple thing.
Boo thang...
If you say "Yes"
I'm leaving tonight and
I'll come over.

Don't thing about it too much.
I can be your boo thang...
I'll come over, yes.

And you can be my princess
For as long as you want
For as long as we can stand it.

-T. D. James-Moss