Harder once ur talkin to her
Hardest wen ur gettin to kno her
Resisting temptation
Temptation not to touch....
That magnificent Work of Art
God's Gift to my eyes
But wats are eyes
Eyes are merely tools of deceit
Tha True MasterPiece is located within
So deep down it takes months to fully figure out
wat you have in front of you
But how many of the onlookers want to discover ur hidden wonders
Merely interested in ur other "treasures"
They plunder the landscape of your body
But no....thats not wat im here for
Thatz not wat i came to do
The time will cum
So with time....so will you
But wats the rush
If its worth it, of course i'll wait
in the mean time
there's much more i'd like to measure on my plate
you've got style
you've got class
nd a body thatz worth-while
you say i've got wat u need
i say nothing...just simply smile
lyfe is funny
tha art that you want, won't always be on display
but dayum wen you see her,
it sho as hell makez ur day
smile on ma face
head in the sky
smile and stare
and she passes by
SHYT SHE SPECIAL
DATZ DAT WORK OF ART
~NOBODY~
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