Body like Arnold with a Denzel face..
Damn .. Pepa wasn't lyin she had good taste
Damn .. Pepa wasn't lyin she had good taste
I would probably say physique of Kodjoe or maybe Morris
Political views of Common but not above lounging watching Facts of Life reruns & humming the chorus
Hard day at work? your bag? Baby lemme get that...
Take your hand and squeeze it soft before you make it to the welcome mat
Naw.. my name ain't Sylvia but I can throw down with a stove
While you're on the sofa cheering about the yardage Frye drove
Street smarts and book smarts..
what a sexy combination
And when he enters the room..
his sheer presence demands deliberation
Doesn't have to utter a word
his eyes speak how much he loves me
and when they drop a little and linger over hotspots..
a meeting in my bedroom.. mm kitchen.. mm wall? that's a definite guarantee
Not afraid to show a little affection in a roomful of his boys, sands or fam..
kisses me on my neck and cracks a joke at them
..Naw my man don't give a damn
Confidence? He wears it well ..
like a Valentino suit jacket with the navy lapel
on Saturday he's adorned in Akademic jeans with a Indians New Era brim..
straight? naw.. tilted? yeah
Timb boots.. unlaced.. navy suede with the white trim
my imagination is on point.. like Stacy Adams.. remember those?
but until he comes forth .. I'll keep blogging
with enough time on my hands until he shows.
