The reason
Why I wrote
These words
Because I heard
Your song
You said you
Wanted to be
Boo’d Up
But I thought I have given you
Many clues
In a line up
Of a billion women
You the only one I would choose
Your song was nice
For my soul
Since the day
We first talked
My attempt was
To make you
My eternal goal
I instantly wanted
To mend that bruise
The lacerations across your heart
You warned me to stay away
Pleasing to me
Now you want this level
I was waiting as you wanted mustard
All I needed on it was ketchup
On this sandwich of devotion
As we consume with both
Of our hearts open
I am already there with a broom
To jump
We have something new
And borrowed
Also something blue
Forever I would stay true
Boo’d Up was the song
Was that light that brought me
Closer to you
By Deon Souldier Ballard
