The Best Thing, My Love by BuddahDesmond
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MelaNation issue 4
It’s the Pulsating rhythms of my heart You give The beating of drums of my pulse I live It’s the syncopated breaths that I breathe It’s the ruckus of sound in my ears You made leave It’s that music you helped make of me That 12/8 measure in my eyes I see I’m in love
It’s that explicit Nature of your luscious lips That carried that lyrical content To my lips That continuously rolls Number one songs For hour tolls We sing tastes Of albums haste You made me play the piano with My hands You strum the guitar Of my abs My body is The bass you play By plucking or playing with The bow--like fingers On your hands You are the best thing, My love