Pretty Easy Giving
Pretty little words, of I Love You,
Pounce on this page, Love ainít easy.
Enough has been done, with lies of you.
Each poet writes swell, different feels.
Gentle and kind words, still a dull word.
Great poets are great, when dead and gone.
Gone are the poets, we all adore.
Giving us dreams, of being stars.
Your beauty shines, your handsome hmmm?
You give me beats, of Loving you.
Jan. 6, 2006