When you walk through
that door I smile (every moments a gift with you ,I waited so long)… I smile
that heart smile that our souls connected smile , that ayo ma come here smile,
that naughty you know what it is smile, my shoulder start to bop my waist moves my
arms rise my finger say come take your place right here where you belong, we dance… intuition
and heart beats is our rhythm and blues in the silence cheek to cheek, chest to
breast the moment and Mr Gods tell you “this is where you belong”, when I smile at you the way I do…(you know the
way) I do , outsiders looking in to house our lives our love are like “why ?”…
I smile even more and think you have no
clue “sean paul we tight like glue” . We connect respect intellect we elect
love honor and protect yes please foolishness we embrace ignorance we reject.
Pamuhacha (I will meet you by the love tree), you carry last name with regal
grace that’s our banner drawing out my most high King Zwagga, no Tsaga. It’s
not about me or you but “us” and what we will teach seed in terms of love not being
perfect but being in love but still legacy … come to me , I smile you’re the moon I am the sea.
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