You look too good to be true
You must be bad
You look like my future boo
I would be glad

You look too bad to be good
I must be mad
You look like ur in the mood
Maybe just a tad.

You look too fly to be down (for me)
I must be nervous,
Because your silly *** frown
Says you might just curve us.

You look too hip to be scared
I know that I'm ripped
But when we're both in the bed
I gotta handle them hips

You look too fine to be mind
I hope I'm incorrect
I don't mind being behind
When I dig in *****

Why don't you bring those curves to us
So I can put my line in you
Koz girl this is a bad bust
And I'm finna put you in line



BUT
Most importantly.

You is you

The only place where I can't physically feel comfort happens to be my comfort zone. It is the same place where my soul hides, in plain sight, from the ones who truly see. Far away from the reach of the  deepest depths of the ocean of my mind. Where the treasure of the soul is fought for over the land of the mind by mindless thoughts. The testing pressure, torsion and tension from the attention-seeking thoughts expose the reliability and strength of the soul. Thoughts in the department of introspection bring to light that which needs to be brought to life.

Love brings thoughts to life. Love nurtures and cares for thoughts. As we dwell upon thoughts we nurture them and strengthen them.

To think is to love a thought and to love is to bring a thought to life. So whom do you love more... the good or the bad thoughts? So we tread with caution when we're met with the torsion to evade extortion when God comes with a twist of fate to test your faith.

So how RIDGED are your values when your comfort zone becomes a war zone? At the edge of war and comfort is where the RIDGES lie. War in comfort and comfort in war.

I prayed for you and God delivered.
I heard the meaning of your name and my body shivered.
As is if the ******* on your chest didn't make me quiver
Your beautiful smile got me bewildered.

I prayed for you and God delivered
The girl with a heart of gold within her.
As if we're newbies on the block acting like beginners.
There are nights when we eat eachother for dinner.

I prayed for you and God delivered.
There you were afraid of getting thinner.
As if thicker or thinner you still ain't a winner.
I won't hesitate to put my **** right up in ya.

I prayed for you and God delivered
Pumping iron to strengthen the inner mental.
Squashed by all the inner metal, our love looked like withered petals
But now we're back together
we deserve our ******* medals.
The biggest comeback in history we've been scoring them relationship goals.

I prayed for you and God delivered.
I always see you in my mental pictures
As if I I'm actually really chillin witcha
I can't believe we met only this year.

I prayed when I took a breather
At the time I wasn't a believer
But now I can truly receive her
By walking away from deceivers.

I made this poem from the deeper
Depths of my heart that only whisper.
As if honesty honestly honours thee
It doesn't get much better than hours can be.

There were times when you may have doubted me.
But Our love is as true as truth can be.
There's nothing right now that means more to me
than the look on your face when you look at me.

I prayed for you and got delivered,
to this utopia called LOVE pre-winter.
With kisses and hugs we littered
Through ditches and RIDGES we glittered.

I prayed for you and God delivered
To us, a gift called love.
There's no greater gift from above
I love you. I love you, MY LOVE.

It's all fun and games until u get stuck
With ur future, bare, trapped by lady luck
And the Russians, as u bleed water slow.
How low can you go?

It's all fun and games until friends become ur end.
With my end in ICU, I C's to follow U
trends.
All alone the end seems full of sorrow.
How low can you go?

It's all fun and games until u realise
That it's the one in the mirror who you truly despise
Changes on changes but ur still broke.
How low can you go?

It's all fun and games until you disappoint
The only thing you passed was a ******* joint
1 pull, 2 pull, hold in blow
How low can you ******* go?

It's all fun and games until you fail
Making mistakes like you're just a day old
Excuses the same old "I didn't know"
How low can you go?

It's all fun and games until you go psychotic
Actions and movements start to seem robotic
When you say it nobody seems to understand though.
How low can you go?

It's all fun and games until you free your mind
From the bliss in ignorance you will find
Frost bite from ignorance like a blissard of snow.
How low can you go?

It's all fun and games until you can't pay the bills
It feels like never-ending steep hills.
Sleep pills make these feels go
How low can you go?