Close
your eyes, open your hands I want to give you something special”
(She
does) so I place my hands in hers and fold then, “open”
“There's nothing there?” laughing “look again Northern star, I just gave you my heart
again”
Sound
of scribbling …Ayo Ma on this Monday, I just want you to know when I woke up
next to “u” I knew I had heaven right here on earth,you make me Alicia Keysish understand a woman’s worth, the cog in the centre of my world
making everything work , Your finite bring that bright light, soul ties
they describe us as skin tight Maxwell warned me about this woman’s works, rhythm and blues , my funk
and groove, Laurn said nothing really matter, I tried to explain to her “I can’t
take my eyes off you” lifes our book , our story our song and we set the mood…
so when you get home from work tonight
(naughty smile) I'm tax that ass like IRS that’s just truth I ain't trying be
crude , your cute I love have you have good Monday …(the sound folding) placing
the note in her Yoga mat , and role it up .
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