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May 2014
I saw you again and this time no mistake baby your beautiful, you walk so elegantly, so confidently, it’s like you’re stuck in a musical. Your hotness is melting my mind, like a Popsicle in the summer, just love no drama, the introductions fine I just want you to be my lover, all hearts took cover when you walked by, mine was interested in your phone number before I said “hi”, and before I get high, I wanted the sober brother to recover lean over for a peck and lean back check you out for a sec, then ask you out for dinner or a drink next time we met. Pretty girl like you should be handled with care, so stop with the stressing, consider me a blessing because I’ll always be there, we can share a drink as I sit and stare at you while I think, I know staring is rude but baby girl I’m you’re boo so we can let that ship sink. Maybe you can move in and we could be roommates, you know, talk, eat, watch movies and stay up late, no texting just a normal conversation, no flexing I hope you good with confrontations, new love which means no issues or complications, it’s the honeymoon stage nothing less than celebrations. Of course we will be cautious and whatever, we’ll both listen to understand no one’s better than the other, most people listen to reply, they don’t get that having happiness isn't a gift, it’s a choice that we decide, and if I was blind man this love would give me sight. I know God would not have let me miss meeting this miss or giving her a kiss, it’s a little weird me telling you this but baby girl you’re a star and one that fits my list.
A poem to a lady i know who lives in the same building as i do. Her beauty is admirable and i use that fact to inspire myself, placing myself on her lovers shoes.
Written by
Benedict Menda
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