Proof of Love
Dont tell me after all this while you still want a proof of my love
Look into my eyes and you can see the truth pure like a dove
Did everything to please you never sycophantic
And u still want proof
When with you my love for u makes me
Psychopathic
And u still want proof
I sacrificed my hair and went bald all for you trigmatic
And u still want proof
Used my fees and allowances to buy you a benz 4matic
And you still want proof
I redefined love practically for you pragmatic
And you still want proof
I even tattooed your name on my arm how romantic
And you still want proof
Dedicated my life to your servitude yet you still egocentric
You are my sunshine my baby
My priceless jewel my royalty
I'll lift your breast to that firm position till it is perky
I'll make sure u ain't skinny neither part of team itty-bitty
Yeah I'mma mk sure you are fleshy but not plumply
Marilyn Monroe staright Outta Ghana, damn you are pretty
And am not letting go of you even if it meant being sticky
Yes you aint perfect
But I'll still love the unholliness of your lips
The lackadaisical swinging of your hips
Your high pitch laughter that grinds everybody's gears
For in my eyes you are that perfect lady made just for me to have and love ??
Copyright © Blaise Dorleku | Year Posted 2016
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