Nothing brought on the butterflies like late night phone calls in high school. Whispering so your parents wouldn’t hear. Thinking about all the things you would do to and with the person on the other end of the line. But you were too afraid to be perfectly explicit, because you were just a kid and everything was scary. So you talked about music.
And the soundtrack was provided by Boyz II Men or Jodeci or Janet.
You were young, and it was innocent.
Now you’re grown.
And nothing brings on the butterflies like late night BlackBerry messages. Making small talk about mature things so you won’t hear your own thoughts. Remembering afternoon rides with the windows down, smelling their skin in your mind, and thinking of all the things you would do to and with the person on the other end of the line. And the feeling hurts, yet gets you high. But you’re still too afraid to be perfectly explicit, because you’re an adult now and everything is still scary.
So you talk about music.
And the soundtrack is “Speak Her Sex” by Yelawolf.
YelaWolf Feat. Nikkiya – “Speak Her Sex”