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Was it love at first sight Or love at first vibe Either way it caught me of guard Like a deer in head lights Enamored I became Rather quickly might I say By the spoken words of passion Of the different roles that you play
A jack of all trades But a master of none An American God of his day But still the almighty’s son Awakened by your intensity And your slight gift to gab With a touch of a Brooklyn rhapsody Formulated by Memphis Central math
The exchange of familiarity And being cut from the not so same cloth Left there to be no dull moment As we bridged our points across There was no shortness of intellect And perhaps an abundance of inspiration As I listened wholeheartedly To your “Life’s Purpose” dissertation
I was in awe And for a lack of better words, utter shock Because here I have met A rare gift from God The art of you is pure Even recognized by the naked eye But it’s not your aesthetic Rather what’s on the inside that radiates so bright
I looked like I was ready to marry While I knew what I had stumbled upon As I understood the weight that you would carry I was ready to take on You opened my eyes And reminded me of the beauty I seek As the soul sitting across from me Is everything that I want future to be
