Classifieds

She's so intuitive,
so it will be hard to hide,
those things deep inside,
that are hidden out in the open to her eyes.

She's so strong,
can lift a lifetime of heaviness,
could climb mount Everest,
can contend in a fight with the very best.

She's so patient,
she won't hurry you along,
keeps her peace even if you're wrong,
cuz she knows recognition won't be long.

She wants to save the world,
take peace over diamonds and pearls,
spend her life giving freely to 3rd worlds,
teach the value of self to young girls.

She wears her heart on her sleeve,
sometimes it can easily bleed,
but still first she believes,
the very best of people's deeds.

She desires to make a home,
a little piece of heaven on earth,
a place where love grows on fertile turf,
and to house all the futures she'll birth.

She can't be bought with words that are spoken,
but watches carefully at every move,
cuz every move gives her a clue,
of what she has to look forward to.

She can't be placed in a category,
her love is beautiful,
body and soul she is marvelous,
she's a garden fountain full of life,
she's mature like a fine Merlot,
she's humble in the fear of the Lord,
she can't be captured in a still photo,
she can't be captured in a brief description,
She can't be captured in your classified ad.

La-La Land

Am I living in a fan-ta-sy world,
to believe that I'm the on-ly girl,
to catch-your-eye in the middle of the room and from then on you have eyes just-for-me.

Am I living in a fan-ta-sy world,
with fan-cy flo-wers that all-look-the-same,
but there's one that holds your high-est esteem, me,
oh am i dreaming, un-realistic-ly.

What would you want if you could make me o-va?
I'm cu-rious, go-head and take your or-der.
Don't mind-me, it's just the thoughts I-think,
some crazy in-se-curi-ty.

Am I living in a fan-ta-sy world,
where my hair can-be-straight or curled,
but it's-just the fact I have hair-on-my-head,
that I could be accepted instead.

Am I living in a fan-ta-sy world,
to wish that ano-ther girl,
won't give-you-a-rush in the way-that-I-do,
make you won-der if you're mi-ssing-out,
or plant-the-seed of un-plea-sant doubt.

What would you want if you could make me o-va?
I'm cu-rious, go-head and take your or-der.
Don't mind-me, its just the thoughts I think,
some crazy in-se-curi-ty.

Am I living in a fan-ta-sy world,
where I ne-ver have a hair out-of-place,
no ble-mi-shes on my face,
my jeans fit-on-my-waist.
O-o-oh the time-I-waste with this crazy in-se-curi-ty.

But what if I had big boo-bies,
a sex-y figure with long-flowing-hair,
a slim nose and pretty-painted-toes,
arched brows and a ko-dak smile,
hair-less legs that stretch for-days,
slan-ted eyes or any o-ther size,
that aren't as-big as-the moon out-side.
I'm just grateful that I-can-see,
but, what do you see when-you look at-me?

I paint this world where to-each-his-own,
planted flow-ers ne-ver die,
and time-slows-down- for every second-that-goes by.

I painted this world where it's just you-and-I.
Shar-ing kisses un-der mid-night skies.
There's no worries a-bout the things I can't con-trol,
where-I-accept my beauty for my-own,
and accept my in-ner on the outside too.

I am living in a fan-ta-sy world.
Please wake-me-up from this fan-ta-sy world.
I am living in a fan-ta-sy world.
I'm waking -up from this fan-ta-sy world.

Be the best inner you can be...I'm taking my medicine.