You are like the morning dew on a blade of grass
You start my day spirit fresh
I can't stand the wait till we get together
I indeed need sustenance I get weathered
The life I found I put in your hands
My nephew is coming he has intelligence
Gifted classes like that Unabomber dude
He's also skillful he's not crude
Quick dose coffee then some tea
My cane is coming to stabilize me?
I need an iron heart to avoid hurt
I know I need to mature if I'm smart
It always happens we get to the step
A place to flapping then the grip
Last night, I wanted you at my table
As I ate no time to babble
My blond fiftyish waitress set her eyes on me
You needed to be there say I'm your territory
This is your man dig your nails in deep
I'm your demand yours to keep
i love you,
dee
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