Steeze Rocha Abiola


She Hey

The first time I saw her, i did not marvel
When i saw her face, I did not look any closer
At the time I touched her, I didn't dream
As I stumbled upon her heart, it was the shape of the fruit Adam ate

My eyes came clear, not at once for that to be the difference
I could paint what I can not see, mind
Pictures too hard to be real, dream
Perfect Picture Proper Plane

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