Saw a woman her eyes ,was with so much spice ,
her hair just tore my glare her nose did pose her lips
were like honey flowing on ice tips…
Her eyes were grey it did say , she wanted to
make a way , this way or that way, she was looking
what would I say. Her lip sometimes took a sip thought of
sea where she could take a holy dip, she wanted to climb a
mountain tip , she had a grip to climb that mountain tip.
Creative Soul 