The Toast To That Women Poem by James Bost

light skin brown eyes
sexy talk gives me butterflies
do you know
the affection you put on me that makes me mad
makes me think wat makes you happy
never gotta clue on wat to say or wat to do
your look your everything drags me behind
to see wat could happen of we moved on
yah i get on one knee but not those words
the words from inside
of me that would get to where i want it to go
dont forget the mincept of it
cuz its true the jones feel all ova me
i want you to feel the same way...... tell me something
but maybe i just figured you out.... that question aint good
maybe Bost
gotta show in prove to get the jackpot
i hate to repeat myself.......n im not
but to the one i stood by n who stood by me
as i call her my high school sweetheart
is she who need to know who i am
that no mater how i changed
of wat so ever
its a place deep inside waiting to be open