She said she wanted to know me,
I told her to look up Ptolemy,
Weeks later after she read Almagest,
She was impressed and confused, then confessed,
Though she barely knew me, she felt like she might love me,
I felt the same, so I asked her her name,
She said her friends call her K, but I could call her Keisha,
I laughed and said, “I’m Jason, its nice you meet ya”,
Though my game was weak, she looked past my rap,
We shared a two classes and Chemistry lab,
When we went to the library to study, I’d carry her bag,
For hours, we'd walk around Hampton University's campus,
Just talking, I dug her style - her Chuck T’s were canvas,
Sitting across from her in the cafeteria as we dined,
I started plotting for ways to make her mine,
So I asked for her dreams, memories, and secrets,
Then I gave her my heart, and told her to keep it.