a man
a man's lost
is another man's gain
a man's trash
is another man's treasure
to honor
to embrace her like a newborn baby
to caress with care and love
seduce her mind with stimulation
clothes come right off her body sreaming my name ay papi
guys claim to want that in a woman
when they do, they get sloppy
and find excuses to not be committed
you are committed
to a crime of not appreciating a woman for all she does for you
a man already knows when a woman adores him without anticipation
when it happens, he know what to do
and cherishes her as if today was his last day to live
knowing tomorrow is never promise
that's why you live for the moment
never take anything a woman does for you for granted
they come around once in a lifetime like the great baseball players
roberto clemente, jackie robinson, hank aaron
when you have a good woman by your side
that's a ride or die chick
never let her go
the minute she is left astray
the next man will have the right broom
and sweep her off the ground in front of your eyes to watch
how a real man gets it done
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