The Question Of Love Poem by Keith Ricardo Williams

is it is or is it ain’t my baby
driving me crazy
is it is or is it ain’t my baby
that sweet looking lady
over there with the cornrows in her hair
is it is or is it ain’t my baby
the one whose kissing me
loving me
hugging me
thinking of me
is it is or is it ain’t my baby
dreaming, and scheming of sexy moments
blessed with all the right components
is it is or is it ain’t my baby
with that pretty smile
that lasts awhile
just long enough for me to say
is it is or is it ain’t my baby