Love Struck
Her soul presence, it made me weep
Everything about her, her smile, her physique
It's like she has her own technique
Not 2 critique but her technique is so unique
her presence is heartfelt, it made me weak
A day without her seemed so incomplete
Tweet Tweet sweet defeat over me
This love, the red heat, burned into concrete
I've been Love-Stricken by a Queen
She's like something I've never never seen
She has the power 2 make me forget everything
I've been struck by love, I cant even think
Finally I realize, were we meant 2 be, or were
we a thought that GOD thought of Mistakenly
Copyright © William Cruse Jr | Year Posted 2007
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