just sum slight, off the
domepiece, you know...my apologies for letting
my curiosity get the best of me,
but have you seen you?the admiration for your presence
is something of the yearning type.
i wish i was bluffing, but damn...i can't help but stare.
stare at your physique as if you
were an antique in a museum.or the switch of your hips as you
pass by me. i quietly give my
praises up above
for the sight that i have seen.cause baby please...
if i could have one thing to watch
for the rest of my life, it would be
you. for as long as grass is green,
and the sky is blue.i can't help but stare.
from your mind that matches
your soul, down to the feet that
keep you grounded and down
to earth.from the way your carob hued
skin shines so bright, even
in the darkest of nights.down to your million dollar
smile that puts me into
cardiac. damn baby...i can't help but stare.
- to someone, yet no one.