Good Girl
Huh… maybe let’s see
She
Classic like white on a summer day
Burnt orange leafs blown in autumn from trees
Greener than grass blowing in the
bellow of the breeze
Innocent by the eyes
Big and brown
But there’s more to be seen
Straight by lines with the clear dimensions seeping up underneath
Graceful in character because she wasn’t
taught another way
Become poison by her words
Hanging on to what she say
Distinct like Jasmine
Separating her from the crowd
Unlike any other girl
Something’s different
Certified unique
Voice softly spoken
Ego-in loud
Profile
Stylist with favor…..Chic
Lingering taste can’t go away
Forever etched in the back of their mind
Dripping in air like honey from bees
What happens in the hide?
Nothing more than autonomous supreme
Listed only by perfection
Dictionaries define she
Your good girl
What’s good girl
The should she
Or would girl
The desire is strong
Beyond the dark but never hood girl
Underlying image
Taken from a single angle
Just enough for the world to see
But if you look closely
There’s more left in lines for you to read
Only for the eyes
Of the prized ones
Chosen for the need
Boys get in line
Take a bet
On a slow ride
Driven always without the keys
In plain site
Sign reads for viewing pleasure only
Driving them crazy
Crippling feelings
Making em weak
Loudly discussed are the reasons for the need
To dance with a good girl
On her conditions
Because its wondered
What makes her tic?
The secret in the work
And what’s significant about her reign?
What’s deserving about the title
Is there justice to the claim?
How to keep the gloss shining
On a coat
That stays clean
Even in rain
All the underlying reasons
Indescribable answers
That keeps good from the focus of the pain
AnGel