My Amazing

Here is another one; I thought I would play with yall's imaginations a little bit. This poem describes the kind of woman I think would fit me if i could construct the perfect woman, and her name would be "Amazing."

Under Moon lit grass I lay day dreaming....drifting off to a place where she exist only in my thoughts and dreams.  Amazing love I never knew you in this way....soft to the skin even down to how you hair lays.  I get lost in your word play....so I play with your words... purposeful conversations our words play on paper....amazing pen strokes our words become truth. 

I rather be in an amazing place in an amazing mind state where our love is safe from the tainted thoughts of this place.  Worldly thoughts have no place here...Amazing and interesting conversations....late nights.....early mornings our words dance the night away as if they have not a care in the world.  Not the slightest .....amazing does not know worldly so there for its not worthy.

My Amazing where did you get lips like that?  The color of the morning and wet like the dew you got me entertaining thoughts of " I do's." The power you have over me and that neo soul hair and an attitude that requires a snap of a finger and a slight roll of the neck....I know you mean business but you're still so amazing.

In my dreams you exists with no flaws or faults just long walks and good talks about how one day we will meet in real life.  But for now lets dream where everything seems so right and everything is what it seems; my dream girl I call her my everything.

Andre's word play is crazy in this joint. As a writer I can appreciate the weirdness of his word play.  You have to be open minded when it comes to 3000....that's just my opinion.