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Date Posted: 21:37:42 01/02/03 Thu
Author: Mental D
Subject: poemish- title- THE RING- funny, i swear on.......?

This girl was a black magic woman in a Carlos Santana kinda way
A sorceress in a tight red dress, a modern day Circe
She left me silent but there was so much I wanted to say
In her manicured hands I was but clay praying she’d mold me the right way
You gotta picture her man, sly smiling with exquisite contour lines she was
Jesus vision fine You could tell she was deep complex like properly aged wine
She paused time as her midnight eyes and mine met even the hands on my watch
Started to sweat but I kept a front
Of composure just coyly smiled back at her as she brushed aside her long brown hair
From her shoulder.
We were SIX feet from a conversation.
Her glistening pouty lips my whimsical destination she gave me another look like
“Nigga , Why you waiting?”
We were FOUR feet from a conversation.
Then I quit hesitating consciously had to try regulating
My heartbeat
Now that we were TWO feet across conversating
She was witchcraft but I still somehow managed to ask her name she
Laughed her cognac toned voice relaxed
My ears as I drew into hear I became drunk with its sweet elixir
Then it finally hit me- this is “her” the “ONE” the vision
I been rhyming about since puberty at thirteen BUT
As I stared at her hand I noticed on her third finger she had a wedding ring!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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