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Ode to Jamal


When I hear his nameI get joyful insideI do a happy danceAnd think " yup, that's my joy and pride "
When I get around himI feel myself relaxingThe only person I can be myself around There's no need for casting . .. . an act 
To look into his bright blue eyesAnd feel my temperturerise from low to highAnd than my worries start to dieThen I realizeWhere my heart really lies 
His adorable laughis music to my earsHis voice, sorta light w/ bassbut still enough to eliminate all my fears
He, a thiefYet my knight & shining armorHe took my heart captive. . Guilty of loving it & making it warmer
I know that as long as he's livingI will have a shoulder to lean onI thank God for the angel that he has givenmeSent from heaven, straight from heaven 
My baby, my blessingMy bestfriend, my keeperEvery time that I see himMy feelings get deeper
Jamal J. EdmonsonMy lover, my bestfriendThis is my ode to youI promise that through anythingmy heart will always belong to youAlso, I will always love you 
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