and one mo' thang...a J Dilla InstrumentalA Poem by Shirlena...his kingdom for the right man suited for her, she prays.
I wants one FATHER but can he be strong
you know how much I hate to ask but thems approaching me is all wrong about the one I need… can he coax the wintery cold from out under my feathers so we both stream lining and carrying on can he love babies and kids can’t say no cause he spread vibes only infants can comprehend can Septuagint women want to hug his neck just off G P and no other reason…he might resemble they thurty sev’um year old baby can he love you LORD… recognizes that you’re the one who brought us together which means we might have to stand alone but it’s me and him against the world for evah and evah evah let him be quick with the gift of pearls even though it might be his last dime because my laugh is more important to him than any amount of coins next to YOU I am his life and he will be mine I’ll never have to ask or want for nuthin concerning love he filleth my cup and it is meant to run over can every song I hear even the current incidental strings pass for our song underground smooth J. Dilla instrumental belonging… to us can it be that way FATHER… can it be just like that knowing how much I hate to ask © 2013 Shirlena |
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