NADIA

Hot boring Summer day
Don’t got much to say
How can I get High?
I need my soul, mind, body to fly
 
 
I tried Vodka and Jack
Boy the Beautiful Buzz is Wack
I wrote some really cool things
But destroying my liver stings
 
 
I should try to take drugs
Where can I learn how to take pills?
I need to get my mind to chill
With my luck, I would probably OD
If I do bury me beneath the
Manchineel Tree
 
 
Maybe I should go to the Internet and hire a whore
I hear these girls Love money from male bores
Gee, I hope she doesn't have too many sores

Writing poems is nice
But I yearn for a safe vice
 
 
I use to listen to music
Beatles, Stones, Billy Idol
Today I need a sound that is Vital
 
 
Rap is Great
There is no debate
But I need a Lady to take me to another level
My ears, eyes, mind she must bedevil
 
 
To soar I must feel the beat
I have to sense her heat
She has to be a visual treat
Her soul and sound I must eat
 
 
I don’t care what Woman she is
But I must be able to swallow her
Audio Jizz
 
 
So I went to The Web and typed in Trance
All the Ladies have potential
But will I find Aural Romance
 
 
I can’t decide 
Wow Black Latex Skin Tight Suit
Her stance, her dance, her prance
I found the Queen of Trance
 
 
Nadia Ali is her name
Her sound and beat have brought me to life
She will become my Video Wife
 
 
Her performance can bring any man or woman to their knees
You can see on her face
She has style and grace
She loves to entertain
And take away the boredom pain

Seductive Shape Shifting Temptress
Beautiful Jinn with a Body Built for Sin
Your Voice releases epileptic burst of Energy in my brain
Your Face creates desire then ecstasy
Please don't drive me insane

 
Why was this Angel sent to Earth?
To spread Trance’s Birth
 
 
Thank you, Miss Ali
You got me Audio High
I challenge the Devil to listen to you and not cry
Tears of joy pour from Lucifer's eyes

 
Please if you read this poem check her out
You owe it to yourself to find what Trance is all about
Soon you will shout

Nadia Ali