Hey Sista, You are a beautiful woman, in every sense of the word! You make a brotha feel warm and comfortable to be around you without even experiencing the touch of your hands with that smooth caramel blend. I've been meaning to tell you this for a long time, but I didn't want, in any way, to offend. Well, lets just say that a brotha is impressed with your tenderness, the way you dress, and, of course, your beautiful smile, which, way down deep, makes me feel like a newborn child. Yeah girl, I fancy a sista but I didn't want to make a fool of myself, considering I was being a good boy, since I was someone's personal toy. But now, I'm free as a bird, ready to sling my word, hope a sista has patient ears, my lyrics come with extra long stares, but, don't trip cause I'm not gonna cramp you style, you're already a good friend, actually, for quite a while. So lets continue this friendship as it is, maybe we can go out for a night on the town, get you all dressed up in a sleek evening gown, or, throw on some ripped up blue jeans, whatever style satisfies our means. No pressure, no worries, no drizzle, no flurries, just a couple of friends having a laugh or two, a drink or two, just letting a sista know, I've got my eyes on you.
| No Pressures, No Worries |
| Rennick "Rex" Greene |
| 12/13/01 |
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