YOUR BEAUTY

You shouldn't have arrived
as you quietly arrived
in my life as you did.
Remember, I’m just a kid.

Nor should you have been born
to grown up to my life adorn.
On such an illuminated stage
for the play I wrote for us in our age.

You should have stayed quiet
alone, hiding as if you were in a diet.
Hidden in a corner of our lives,
not in line in the middle of wives.

So I could search for you and find you,
my inspiration for my most enchanted blues.
And have more difficulty. Yes difficulty,
finding you than a virgin girl in intimacy.

And take your beauty, yes your beauty,
from the bottom up, all the beauty.
Pretending to be a lady girl yet virgin,
from your head, as I had reserved in.

As if you were panties coming from beneath
without straps underneath. Nothing underneath.
That is when your real beauty, the most beauty,
would flourish all naked and more and more so beauty.

Oh, Yeap… oh, oh, oh yes, yes, yes. So many yes.
Oh, Yeap… oh, oh, oh yes, yes, yes. So many yes.

As if you were panties coming from beneath
without straps underneath. Nothing underneath.
That is when your real beauty, the most beauty,
would flourish all naked and more and more so beauty.

Oh, Yeap… oh, oh, oh yes, yes, yes. So many yes.
Oh, Yeap… oh, oh, oh yes, yes, yes. So many yes.