LOVE..


Few things are as overrated as love,by this I mean the affinity two people have for each other,maybe only sex.Being a cliche that it is,I decided to consolidate on its "clicheness"(if I may)by doing one more piece on this exhausted issue..
This is for the woman that I gave my measly self in exchange for.My lady

PRICELESS:

ITS ALL ABOUT YOU
AS ITS ALL OF YOU,
ITS THE ILLUMINATING SMILE
THE GRACE OF THE WALK
THE SENSITIVE AND SOFT FOOTSTEP.
THE EYES,THE THIGHS
THE HIPS,THE LIPS
THE TRUTHS,THE LIES
THE PAINS,THE PLEASURES..
THAT MAKE ME STICK ON YOU
LIKE A BUTTERFLY TO A ROSE
THE SOFT AND PETAL LIKE KISS
OR YOUR ECSTASY AND THE HISS..
THE WHISPERS IN MY EARS
AND THE KILLING OF MY FEARS,
THE ACCEPTANCE OF MY YEARS
AND THE SHOULDER FOR MY TEARS.
THE TEARS THAT ONLY YOU GETS TO SEE
AND THE FEARS THAT ONLY YOU GETS TO SHARE.
THE ONLY ONE THAT GETS TO FEEL MY CARE
AND THE ONE WHOM I KNOW WILL BE THERE.
WHETHER MY WALLETS HEAVY OR NOT
IF I AM HERE OR NOT
AND WHEN WE BIND THE KNOT.
MY WOMAN.
MY LADY,MY GIRL,MY COMPANION
ONE WHO ACCEPTS MY OPINION
AND LOOKS AT ME DIFFERENT
EVEN AS MY MINDS DECISIONS STAY INCOHERENT
PLUS SHE ACCEPTS MY PAST AS MUCH AS MY PRESENT
AS LIFE DID TREAT ME MEAN
AND MY PAST ISN'T SQUEAKY CLEAN
IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN.
SHE THAT BLAZES LIKE A FIRE
BUT IS AS DANGEROUS AS A LIVE WIRE.
MY WOMAN.
THE LADY THAT TREATS ME AS I DESERVE
MY GOOD SHE DOES PRESERVE
AND GIVES ME THE BEST NEVER THE RESERVE.
THAT FEMALE THAT LOOKS AT MY MADNESS AS GENIUS
MY WEAKNESSES AS MY STRENGTHS
MY ILLNESS AS MY HEALTH
AND MY SHORTCOMINGS AS MY GREATNESS.
THE ONE WHO DISCARDS THIS PETTY FLESH OF MINE
BUT HAS A PICTURE OF MY SOUL
IN ITS GREATEST HUES
THE LIGHTEST BLUES
TO THE WARMEST ORANGES AND GREENS.
SHE THAT GUARANTEES MY SLEEP THAT MELLOW
COZ SHE IS AS PRICELESS AS A SOFT PILLOW
WHEN IN MY DREAMS OR NIGHTMARES I WALLOW.
PRICELESS,
THAT DESCRIBES HER BEST
AS SHE DID PUT ME TO A TEST
TO KNOW IF I DID DESERVE HER.
THE GOOD LORD KNOWS THAT I DO.
MY WOMAN,MY PRICELESS ONE.

peace!

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