My Body Guard Song
I dance his Caribbean music i wrote lyrics to his tropical beats harmony we met after night classes business and real estate funny how we met i was dancing in front a giant picture window of a pool room to find him and his vagabond shoes staring in the window nothing interrupted my dancing his eyes begged for more as I finished he waited till the end of my set when we finally embraced he bought that pool room to impress me making it into a Caribbean bakery funny life is i mean i never knew when my killers arrived he'd be right there embracing me with so much love saving my life everything planned out like delta force I mean 6 weeks I watched a gunman seated guarded my front door he never left waiting on my hitmen to emerge I complained who was he it was after a string of break ins on the island my poetry I contacted the fbi who wants me dead it was a group of Jamaican females filled with envy outside usf they plotted my death declaring I was an informant a rat from up north telling the gunman to kill me my body guard went into action why i was in hiding we shared two children we hid from the world here we were my death plotted he guided the violence from my front door saving me and his children from these domestic terrorists I'm in total awesomeness of God's love for me our song is the sweetest song heard all over town never forgotten bodyguard embracing me that day that way my assassination was courageously intercepted
Copyright © Yolanda Nicholsen | Year Posted 2025
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