You Made A Brotha Fall Hard

Damn Ma...you made a brother fall
Harder, faster than I can ever recall

You know that day I held your hand
I felt a connection so strong
Thinking tough before I spoke
Didn’t say anything wrong

Early morning, mid day, late night
Anytime that you call
No matter what your reason
I’m bound to run to the phone

Homies say that I’m sprung
I’ve just been searching so long
Now that I’ve found me a angel
Sorry God but, I can’t let her go home

My attention’s all gone because it’s focused on you. . Writing poem after poem my inspiration is you

from the word that you speak
To your pretty little peepers
From the smile on your face
To your choice in style of sneakers

It’s all the small things
That you do and you say
Like I how I know that you’re flirting
When you fiddle your hair

Can’t help but Love it, the way you make me feel anytime that you’re near... & when you leave the thought of you remains so you’ll always be here

So here I stand as a man.
To request for a chance

Not to put a ring on your hand
But to show you a Man

I couldn’t look in your eyes
And find the the courage inside
To recite what I write
So I wrote you just scribe

No need to reply just read it,
my feelings are listed inside!