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You'll Never Know
I see her face daily
Whether I'm at work school or home.
I bide my time in the background
When she's around because
I don't want to approach her wrong.
Maybe she's just my type
Maybe she's everything
I've ever wanted in a woman
Maybe she sits right in front of me
Typing away at her keyboard to show off
Her curly, flowing hair or her perfectly arched back
Which complements her black lace thong.
What if I ignored this Queens' efforts
Put in daily to look this amazing:
Every dab of makeup, every strand of hair,
Every article of clothing so perfectly chosen.
Every minute she's put in at the gym
sweating,
burning,
cramping?
What if she doesn't want to be bothered
By a "thirsty" brother like me
Who admires every centimeter of beauty
Which she has displayed boldly for the world to see?
What kind of man would I be?
Don't think your efforts go unnoticed.
I see it all.
I appreciate it all.
I meditate on it all.
I praise it all.
You beautiful black Goddess I see you everyday .
My mind scrambles for an icebreaker
Greater than, "Hey!".
I steadily search for the perfect words to say,
But you'll never know...
You'll never know your smile replays non-stop at all times
Sensation racing past optic nerve to the depths of my mind.
Strumming my heart strings from early morning to midnight,
Maybe you don't go for my type.
You'll never know...
Or maybe you already do!
You have me stuck in check
With your strategic chess moves.
Hands damp from sweat,
I approach fake "keeping my cool",
Boldly hoping these words of sincerity breach through..
(Deep breath)
"Hi! How are you?"
