Here a lil piece of what I call a hobby:
I could easily woo you
Soothe you in any way imaginable
Instead I'll keep it intangible
And glimpse into you eyes
Oh those eyes
Taking me on a spiritual roller coaster
Through the ups and downs of your soul
Guiding me to your heart
Allowing me to truly indulge in every aspect that is you
I get off the ride
Still semi-paralyzed
But conscious enough to see the slippery when wet sign
I head for the exit
But you pull me back in for another ride
This time I'm in the front row
I notice the safety belts removed
Causing me to be tossed around like a rag doll
Within your ride
Pink skies and heavy rain is the forecast
DAMN! I forgot my umbrella
Well, rain down on me since you are a sista with a voice
And I'm listening all the way
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