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 © | Year Posted 2007

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