To Whoever is Not Listening

jazzy humid porches
insistently beckoning to be rocked
o’ Nina

you once said ain’t nobody perfect
cause ain’t nobody free
o’ Nina

i agree with you i do
to be barefoot is to have soul
i say disregard it now

even if your mama tells you
to go on now and get some shoes on

o’ in this dark toes thrill your blues
to dance o’ dance in kitchens 
fussing spines to spread those juicy rumors

i am acting like a real woman now
setting the records straight
vinyl plays it softly Nina

teaching this neighborhood
not to be o’ such a loud-loud fool

i hold you o’ so close
because you young lady
undoubtedly happy my bones
dearly you so do