i been an awful lotta places
kissed all kinds’a handsome faces
even found one i thought was for me
but i ain’t neva been where i’m ‘sposed to be
till I got to you
my love true
kissed all kinds’a handsome faces
even found one i thought was for me
but i ain’t neva been where i’m ‘sposed to be
till I got to you
my love true
6 comments:
Oh, I love the lingo and the accent and the beauty of it all. Just beautiful, Jenean!
Nevine
Love it. You do this kind of poem so beautifully! I can hear the rhythm.
just a little sass and all that, nevine!!! ;)
thanks so much trish, i was just playing with words in my head and wasn't thinking of all about a little poem but there it is! ;)
I could almost hear music dancing with your words. BEAUTIFUL!!
me, too, glynis, for real - when i say it aloud, at least - and i'm very glad that you could, too! thanks so much for your always kind words, dear lady!
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