Medicine from 🄼🄰🅂🄺🅂 by Joe Allen Simpson

Crystal encrusted glistening glaze
of diamond dewdrops
on my lips and my face.
Ruby bejeweled labia of my love
gilded in gold leaf featherings of my tounge.
Medicine, I need my medicine.
Wrap you fingers in my ringlets.
Sending emerald rivulets rippling down my spine.
Seems like I find myself here all the time.
And I like, I like... my...
Medicine, I need my medicine.
Rose quartz. pastel pink.
I'm blushing now cause I'm drunk from your drink.
I drank from your river.
Went down to the sea.
I found your pearl, and you gave it to me.
Medicine, I need my medicine. That's what you give me, naturally...
Good medicine.
Burn the bay, steep the tea.
What you grow in your garden is so nourishing.
I can taste the earth deep within you,
and that's where our love has taken root.
My medicine, I need my medicine. That's what I need.
Let me lay an altar in our bedroom.
I'll make a shrine and dedicate it to you.
You are my Venus, my feminine divine.
I'll keep on offering you love, if you keep on giving me my...
Medicine. I need my medicine. You give good medicine.

• Experimental
• ableton live
• chillhop
• chillwave
• home recording
• neosoul
• trip hop
• Seattle