Fantastic Sporadic Tragic Romantic Semantics
Brown-skinned girl I don’t know how you move me, if only my words could sum up all of your beauty..As vast as the universe every rhyme and every verse I dedicate to her.
Call me crazy or just plain hopeless but I know my words could reach her and grab her enough to notice. That I’m not just your average Funky Filipino, I’m more than a smooth talking Valentino.
Her presence blesses me like the prayers I speak, she’s a sight for sore eyes enough to make a bold man weep. I don’t why you snagged my attention but I thank my lucky stars that I’ve grown this affection. To a total stranger that I don’t even know, so let’s make like a plant and take time to grow…