green eyes

Harlem Red

Beauty from your luscious hair

Only comes to show where it truly lies

In between the lines of love and lust

Wondering if it was luck or fate

That got me writing these lines

These lines trying to say the said but in different ways

You wear passion on your head

It shows beauty, nothing else may compare to you truly

As the thought in your mind aluminate

And my 'what ifs' starts to hallucinate

How beautiful you truly are

So as the sun sets

And as the moon raise

As the stars turns on to show them self's

So while the leaves turn brown

As the snow falls

So as the flowers blossom

Harlem red stays the same

And all that beauty of yours is to blame

So I'll tell you this without any hesitation or a doubt in my mind

"The world is a prettier place when you spending time with that smile, I can't lie"