Ain't it amazing, your demonstrations of love.
Your personification of love,
and oh So sweet your Georgia Peach,
Skin of warm clean sheets, that hold me-
Your love is heat to my frozen beach,
That warms the trees so that the fruit may speak.
Ain't it amazing the playing we do.
All the touching and laying we do.
Our communication is keen,
We’re a team, not full of me’s but many
I Love You’s.
The Thangs You Do!
To explain your proof,
That leaves me clear from all uncertainties,
To understand the truth.
I could go on and on about just you.
I just want you to know that I
See-Touch-Taste-Hear-and Smell
Those Things You Do!
Nicholas “Redd” Scott Sr.
