esquivel

I've haven't posted on here since I made this... so before I post something I just wrote, I'll put up some stuff I've written in the past.
This was the first poem I ever wrote. For some reason I was really into alliteration and at the time I was listening to a lot of Esquivel and all that loungy, space-age jazz. That basically sums this up.

Esquivel:
im a cat in a solace star,
stationed in the milky-super-highways,
with smooth sounds of bossa-nova sitar,
and scads of space-age sonance-ified-rays.
honey-dipped in solemn solidity with no somber stern,
sinning syntax and startling sex always seem to churn.
where serenity is solicited in a serenade so sedate,
one can savor a shameless sight of their sanctified soulmate.

sipping sake-self-satisfaction,
spooning saucy-sentiment-transaction.

swingin' snazzy rhythm skins,
strikin' splendiferous stylish synths,
slidin' savant swanky guitar,
all straight from my stark seductive, furry paw.