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i want to be stuck in an 80's song with you:
in a different space, 
a different time. 

i want the days we've known to rewind
back to the very first day i saw you.

it was 1986,
a brilliant November afternoon.
our city was crawling fresh with the pest of peoples. 
and from a Navy Blue Peugeot 504, 
you stepped out. 
all manly:
 6-feet something something inch of you. 
you had your shirt buttoned down, 
buttoning up the delicious huskiness of your voice
until you spoke half a minute later. 


i want to be stuck in an 80's song with you:
somewhere far away from cellphones,
the internet and side-chicks.

the exclusive breath-taking love of the 80's,
i want that with you.

letter-writing and ditto-salutations,
loving and meeting up under trees, 
Afrobeats and Fela, 
the sweet melting of Jazz music in our ears.
 
guaranteed, 
you will not regret it. 

only if you come away with me
and let me let you love me letting
you love me till i let you get hooked. 

until i let you go, 
going beyond your wildest expectation. 

you expected me for lunch on
a beautiful day in November 1986
but i'm back in 2018
jamming to Wizkid's Soco. 

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