My Love
Shawty is like a garden
That stretches for a couple of acres
I water here and there
Pick a few weeds to and fro
Hoping that my seeds will grow
Her greenery amazes me
Fruits of all kind blossom
My favorite would be love
I eagerly awake every morning
To walk through her garden hoping for scents that would soothe me
In a physical and spiritual sense
The beauty of her garden
“Have you seen the one my heart loves?”
