Look At You

Your beauty exceedingly pleases my acuity
Your aura causes my spirit to feel heavenly
From the soles of your feet to the top of your head
Plus your intellect tells me that you're very well read

When you're wearing red, I get butterflies
Each & everytime cause I can't believe my eyes
I get high off the scent of your Weekend perfume
Invoking thoughts fraught with your body consumed

Exquisitely groomed and I'm in tune with your melody
As I kiss and lick every inch; enjoying such a delicacy
That's my secret fantasy that I'm hoping will grow roots
Some H-town, good loving, body rocking, knocking boots

Baby you are in the spotlight both day and night
You're the champ & I'm the contender in this fight
It's a pure delight having you etched in my thoughts
I'm falling for you and desiring to be caught

Taught to never give my heart to a wombman
But for you I'll break the rules of man's plan
I understand the chance of possible heartache
Yet, for your romance, that's a chance I'll gladly take