
a stop, no, my stop, for young behavior
mix of color and flavor
saving it up for later.
I remember those lips those hips
on the boat I was allowed the first close grips
feeling of every eclipse
watching the dolphin flips
The poorer days I lost my ground
you always seemed to be the one who put me down
feeling down, even drown
I knew you'd be around
Now the cutest blush when I sung
I recall thinking the luckiest man even this young
you'd smile then reach tongue
fetch my shirt and run
I can admit some truths were dry
but if I were to see you sad I'd rather die
a honest guy, but I did lie
You possessed the saddest cry
this may feel like most rap songs
but there's true feelings in this poems
I've done a few wrongs
but know where she belongs
She and I were contrary
she was my rainbow I was her blueberry
but this girl was mine to marry
so this one's for you, Terri
These words are thereof
to my special girl looking down at me from above
and one guy's heart living on
without his one true love"
In memory of Terri B Conacreek
June 20th 1988 - December 22nd 2006
