Who are you:I sit here wounder what is it that you do,why you do and how come you do the things that do not make since to me,you see;you came into my life,swinging your hips from  side to side,and your thighs have my mouth open wide,sitten on something you can't give the whole world,don't have to give up sensual,can't find out why your fraim is so smooth the core;
Who Are You:I seen you in the rain the other day,you looking so good,just dancen in the mist of it, so fervent;just under the night moon fog,lights on the street can't been seen,until you step foot out the door,dam womanyou clear it up with your Beauty;
Who Are You:I looked up one day and you was in the same spot where I gather up my most thoughts,and here I thank my God above for createn women,I gave thoughts;some what like an inclined my mind to the woman understanding of ways,you see; you go through so much with these so call men,where we show no respect to the body you possess;
Who Are You:I try to understand why you are woundeful bing on this planet,to bring us beautyful childern and the Queenof your own domain,keep comen back for the grand lushess,Dam;but I still can't figer it out why you stand strong,thats why your the back bone of everything I do;
So,Who Are You:That one I been looken for all my life and been right there under my nosie,with in my own mind;I finelly unlock what post to be out for the world to see,they look all they want,but they can not touch what you have given me,So Thank You for what and who you are!!
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