THE MYSTERY LADY

This is to the lady I see all the time. To the one I let walk by
Couldn't find the courage to say "Hi" or the nerve to ask her name
so I guess I'm the one to blame
But there is one thing I do know, Fellas! The girl is bad
(the girl is dangerous)

I've heard and read some beautiful poetry. I've even written a few beautiful lines myself
But I've always wondered, "What does beautiful poetry look like?" Now I know
(the girl is dangerous)

Poetry has that long black hair, captivating eyes and the prettiest smile I've seen in a long while
She got that Men All Pause thing going on (the girl is bad)
Wow! What a view
They say nothing's perfect
but they don't know you
(the girl is dangerous)

If I
ever see her eyes again
then I
hope I can untie my tongue and say the words my heart has to say

"Well, hello. What's your name?
I want to get to know you. Tell me your desires
Can I hold your hand? May I have this dance?
Your Good Love is right here"

(the girl is dangerous)

She's poetry, in motion
I just want to freeze her frame by frame

Every time I see her, I forget what to say (now that's bad)
Next time I leave my pad, I'm taking my pen and pad
and when I see her I'm gonna read word for word

"Her voice is the sweetest music I've ever heard
and when she moves like that, my heart goes pitapat..."

1LOVE?
Wassup?
You know there's a 50/50 chance of this plan being shot straight to...
OH WELL!
One thing's absolute though, I will not let the next opportunity pass me by


DL DAVIS
THE MYSTERY LADY
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IN THE NAME OF POETRY, AMEN