Sunday, December 27, 2009

To: ____



She's damn near perfect. She's dope. She's ill.
She has nothing on. But her smile makes her dressed to kill.
Her eyes tell a story I'm waiting to read.
There you go. Is this a dream
You're much to beautiful to not be with me.

2 comments:

abbie gray said...

love u love it

Natalie said...

Great writing.

I love the last line.