I call you Seven
it sounds nice, in an abstract sort of manner
seven for the floor you're on
seven coz that's one of my fav numbers
hear that number's associated with God
years of famine in Egypt, seven
seven days God made for the week
years in each cycle of life, seven
you do know about the cycles, right?
how we get new body cells every seven years
becoming totally new people
three cycles of seven make twenty one years
so we become adults after three cycles
and if we're lucky live for another seven
gosh I hope to make it past seventy
spending all those cycles with you, Seven
sorry, I digressed
went off on a divergent thought train
but now I'm back to what this is all about
you, the one I call Seven, are truly on my brain
infatuation sucks!
what makes me think you'll be good for me?
or I for you? how do I know we'll even make a decent match?
there's much more to love than what the I sees
would you appreciate hot baths listening to Jaguar?
would you feel Maxwell's "Lifetime" on a rainy night?
do you like kids? Would you be a good mum?
would you be my inspiration, or as Common said, my light?
guess there's only one way to find out
get to know you
by spending time with you
getting to really know you
I picture myself starting with that smile
I tell you, the sun would be jealous
coz try as hard as it might
it can't warm my heart the way your smile does
then I'd delve into your mind
what makes you tick, what upsets you
what makes you cry, what would you die for
what's your passion, the one thing for free you'll do
exploring your mind will take a lifetime
so I'm sure you won't mind, if I take some breaks in between
to explore that beautiful body, wanna see all those places
I pray no other man has touched, hope no other man has seen
ha, I'm getting carried away
but I can coz it's safe here
I say things in my poems and other writings
that my mouth will not release due to fear
so I'll stay put, till I summon up the courage to step to you
I know there are no guarantees
perhaps I'll succeed, perhaps I'll fail
we'll know which, if and when you ever get to read this
