Born and raised in the South Bronx, New York (USA) I figured some thoughts, words, and musings of me would be entertaining- particularly because I say what I mean and of course I mean what I say.
Yes, I am an educated African-American woman. Yes, I am a poet. Yes, I am emotional. Yes, I am strong. Yes, I am opinionated. Yes, I am single. Yes I am an avid drinker of coffee. Yes I am in constant struggle- oh and I can not spell, so don't judge [ok maybe a bit] Don't be scared, just be willing
So I took this quiz and it is surprisingly accurate for 1:30 pm in the afternoon? I guess I should find some other words to associate with... that's all...
I see us in the park Strolling the summer days of imaginings in my head And words from our hearts Told only to the wind felt even without being said I don't want to bore you with my trouble
But there's somethin 'bout your love That makes me weak and Knocks me off my feet There's somethin 'bout your love That makes me weak and Knocks me off my feet Oh baby, said knocks me off my feet
I don't want to bore you with it Oh but I love you, I love you, I love you And I don't want to bore you with it Oh but I love you, I love you, I love you More and more
We lay beneath the stars Under a lover's tree that's seen through the eyes of my mind I reach out for the part Of me that lives in you baby, that only our two hearts can find But I don't wanna bore you with my trouble But there's somethin 'bout your love That makes me weak and Knocks me off my feet
There's somethin 'bout your love That makes me weak and Knocks me off my feet
Oh baby said you knock me off my feet I don't want to bore you with it Oh but I love you, I, ooh honey I don't want to bore you with it Oh but I love you, I love you, love you And I don't want to bore you with it Oh but I love you, I love you, I love you More and more