lady

IS LIGHT, OH YES SHE IS A BEAUTIFUL SIGHT . YOU STAND THERE WITH A SMILE SO BRIN MY HEART THEREIGHT, IT MAKES ME THINK OF OUR LAST NIGHT. IT WAS A TIME OF SPARKE HOW WE HELD EACHOTHER AND PARTY IN THE MONTH OF MARCH, SOME TIMES I TRY,TO STOP MYSELF FROM A LONG AWAITED CRY.DAYS HAS PASSED MONTH,S HAVE GONE,STILL ON THE RADIO THEY PLAY OUR FAVRITE SONG.I SIT AND THINK WHAT IS LOVE,IS IT SOFT AS A MONING DOVE.WHAT DO MY LOVE FEEL LIKE,IT FEEL LIKE A WELL PLANDED SUMMER DAY,I ALSO THINK HOW YOU WILL FEEL, LIKE A MISSING ROSE FROM A BEAUTIFUL FILED. THAT WILL TURN MY HEART INTO A BALL OF STEEL.SO ON THIS DAY DURING THIS MONTH MAY OUR LOVE NEVER SLIP A WAY BECAUSE RIVER, ARE MADE,HOUSE,S ARE BUILT MY LOVE CAN COVER YOU LIKE A WARM QUILT. WRITTEN BY J.SMOOTH BROOKLYN FINENESS/ EASTFLATBUSH J.SMOOTH/ FUZE.