Raven

Childlike smile she always shows Underneath it all a true woman grows But only a few men can take the blows From her heart to his and only God knows Who will have the pleasure Of barring this sweet treasure Praying that he meets the measure Of what it is meant To be loved by such a delicate instrument All the time guys would try to be with her Is she avoiding them or do they not meet the criteria Is it something about them she doesn't like As I too continue to contemplate the anxiety I feel from her touch Just trying to make it through the night Because the day prior she greeted me with her smile which felt so warm and so right I would ask her how are u doing Just to see if she is excited to see me Hoping one day she will replace my company of misery Slowly fading from the different approaches While reading her reaction Questioning if I should be myself Or does she require intelligence, relativity, or a man of action For home knows no one even close to her persona A young natural haired queen Who keeps up with her tumblir With a charismatic personality that glistens to the surrounding world Making everyday less crappy Just as Michael Jackson's Liberian Girl She be Jamaican me happy