
tyku
well now, meetin' you
was like fresh apple
pie on my mind. U
waltz'd into my life
and gave me joys
that sho keep growin'
*****************
5'10
190lbs
mouth grill'd out
and twinkles
in yo eyes...
GUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUDDDDDDD
GOD
u were something else...
neva met a soul like
urs, neva even had the chance
to greet a soul like
urs.
you were like...like...like
raw hip hop
smoothed around the edges with
a long black
wail from Armstrong's
trumpet...like
mos def spitin lyrics interlaced with
E. Fitzgerald's scattin...
DAMN! u had that certain swagga...that kind of b-boy
stance that made a jigga look
twice be4 approachin'
maynnnnnnnnne
you were fresh 2 deaf!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
truth is...u sky-rocketed to new heights in
my books when you opened ya mouth
and we found a heart beneath...
who eva heard
of a thug with a heart?
a raw, street-colonel with intelligence, compassion,
and spirituality?
WOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!
u incite a lot of people to chorus;
got the blood in our systems
hummmmmmin we bummmin'
and can't get enuff of yo
presence....DAMN maynnnnnnnneeeee!
u are for real....and we dig that shit....
genuine and authentic...
we lovin' the 'tock' to yo 'tick.'
we truly hypin' yo
personality...yo
beautiful presence.
....thank you.
'House of Atreus' Publishing/2006
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