so dearly

i just

i have a hard time. sometimes tryin' to explain 'n'. emotions. so

so much sometimes. and a. i mean. it's just kinda. i don't know man. it's just the whole way that happend. it's just. she had the brown westafrican features

she was lookin' sweet as peaches

on gorgeous spring day

with a thing to say

little or no make-up

covered her face up

but brother when she smiles

she light the whole place up

she was covered from the waist up

in a past l-pace scard

she's soft

admires with the way that she talk

in my thoughts she can't be companied when

we're apart

early on i felt that she would own a piece of my heart

i don't expect

i kept the distance in the physical

but moved in on the mental and emotional

so she seem more approachable

so hopefull i had never been casanova

i had never been

she's probablly been approached by better men

but then again

i please the earth-citizen

she probablly like religious men

that's something that most are conciderin'

i sat back and thought about it

then reflect

if i approach her with respect

i go to got her in a sack

ahhh

it got deeper settin'

with latifah

glad to meet cha