sexydeltagirl
02-23-06, 10:53 AM
I came to hear you speak the other day...
After much trying to deny that you invited me....
I knew she would be there and I wouldnt' have chance to talk to you....
I just wanted you to see me there....
And as I walked into the room, I saw you...
With the mic in your hand and your hands up high....
You were schooling us brotha, I felt like a small child...
Who was learning the greatness of Martin Luther King, or Malcolm X..
I stood still for a minute, soaking in every word that flowed from your mouth....
This sudden urge I had to clap was muffled by a sudden hand on my waist....
I had brought him with me...
And like any man he knew his property he had to protect...
He could sense the attention that my entrance had caused...
He knew I had been here before.....
I wasn't able to give you my full attention...
So as I made my way to the bar I made it my mission to connect eyes with you...
To let you know I was here....I keep my promise...
When we reached our seats you had left the mic.....
So here was my chance to connect with you...
You stood inches away from me, I could smell your scent....
I wanted to reach out and touch you, hold you....press my chest close to yours and feel your heart beating....
But before you looked in my direction you reached out for her...
You had brought her with you...
She's cute, I won't deny but she's not me...
So as you held her in your embrace, you turned suddenly and before I could break away from my daydream our eyes met..
And for just a small second, we were together regardless of who we claimed was our significant other..
Our eyes romanticed and longed for each other, twirled like that of a figure skater.....
And when our eagerness to remain discreet we turned away...
But we can't deny it, I know you felt it 2...
So I'll be back, I want to play this game again....
But we will neve know where this will take us....
I'll continue to love you from afar.....
After much trying to deny that you invited me....
I knew she would be there and I wouldnt' have chance to talk to you....
I just wanted you to see me there....
And as I walked into the room, I saw you...
With the mic in your hand and your hands up high....
You were schooling us brotha, I felt like a small child...
Who was learning the greatness of Martin Luther King, or Malcolm X..
I stood still for a minute, soaking in every word that flowed from your mouth....
This sudden urge I had to clap was muffled by a sudden hand on my waist....
I had brought him with me...
And like any man he knew his property he had to protect...
He could sense the attention that my entrance had caused...
He knew I had been here before.....
I wasn't able to give you my full attention...
So as I made my way to the bar I made it my mission to connect eyes with you...
To let you know I was here....I keep my promise...
When we reached our seats you had left the mic.....
So here was my chance to connect with you...
You stood inches away from me, I could smell your scent....
I wanted to reach out and touch you, hold you....press my chest close to yours and feel your heart beating....
But before you looked in my direction you reached out for her...
You had brought her with you...
She's cute, I won't deny but she's not me...
So as you held her in your embrace, you turned suddenly and before I could break away from my daydream our eyes met..
And for just a small second, we were together regardless of who we claimed was our significant other..
Our eyes romanticed and longed for each other, twirled like that of a figure skater.....
And when our eagerness to remain discreet we turned away...
But we can't deny it, I know you felt it 2...
So I'll be back, I want to play this game again....
But we will neve know where this will take us....
I'll continue to love you from afar.....