Because defining u takes as much time as it does space
There's jus not enough words or ways
For me to say not jus wat u mean
But how much-- you're so many things
In the hand of cards life dealt me, you're the queen
The thorn-less rose in the garden of love I walked through
Youre the soft touch my sore mind, body, n soul approves
You're the explorer that beat the task of searchin me
My audience when I feel the urge to sing
Even though I can't, you're my number one fan
Like you're my first choice every time I wanna slow dance
You're the eighth day of my week, a time for romance
That ends wit me holdin you like this paper holds my words
All through the nite, til the page is ready to turn
And bring a new day, a new page to think wit
Defining u is hard, and I don't think I'll ever complete it
Because wit every passin second, wat u mean to me increases.
KG
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