Love is sweet, Love is unique, Love is maintenance between an apple or peach, Juices that flow mixed in between the clothes prepare 2 unravel qualified the recognized land, Love is written before the trumpet plays the notes which will wake the princess 2 this day making it trust, honor, respect for who plays the perfect note which reaches dreams in connected 2 specialized structure.....
Taking the feet then cleanse, Purify the hands with pure water as the candles burn, At this time the body will sweat as its molded with clay, Sculpture the breast making firm as the mind begin 2 sculpture itself, Seek out a heart that is pure as gold, Eyes that are as clear as pearls, Hair thats fine as silk a perfect woman 2 make time 2 elope, Soul of an survivor dominate strong beauty is born.
Clear 2 see this woman completes me, Never beneath me, Connected respected its my bride 2 be
Loving her walk, her talk, her lips, her size, her eyes, oh my shes my prize, so fly never left alone sweet poetic tone, Voice your opinion discover this love mission never pretending but always pay attention, So listen as the sun-sets the wind will blow its the mist will provide this love 2 exist.....
Bishop B