Her Interlude

I Was Just Vibin' In Da Krib At About 3 AM When I Wrote This One.. Check It Out...

I sit back, relax and I count the days,
How I long those sweet chocolate kisses of hers.
But I can't count the ways,
Or even explain why I'm missin' her.

But this is HER interlude...

She showers me with her love... surrounding me,
And she speaks with a lavish harmony,
But together, we can create symphonies.

Her skin is silky smooth as the melodies on a baby grande,
Still, I Can't wait til the day I can be her man.
Though our souls are close, me and her are real distant...
Like our notes clash together, and all we hear is dissenence.

So... This is HER interlude.

Let's skip back to reality,
I'll make her special in all actualities