My single rose in a garden of weeds.
Like nutrition to a baby you fulfill my needs.
Put me on death row before I’d let you get hurt.
Beautiful after practice scared to see you in a skirt.
Call me Alicia Keys cause I see you and its like Ohh.
Tryin to get in the mix like vegetables in beef stew.
We need to be bonded like DNA.
All that and a bag of chips like Frito-lay.
Baby gorgeous is your middle and sexy is your last.
Blessed with everything face, body, and ass.
Look at your feet and damn they’re cute too.
Think of me as your heart cause I’m a major part of you.
Things need to get deep like a black hole.
So be the better part of me a.k.a. my soul.
Even what I can’t see baby I love.
I’m glad you’re mine even though you belong high above.
Why God made lips so luscious on a face like yours?
So amazing like the moon glistenin off the sea shore.
You just don’t know and I doubt you ever will.
Ever understand for you how I feel.
