Sunday stroll

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Passing the stop sign.

The begining of this story of mine.

25 Degree's on this windy day.

Time's running, I gotta be on my way.

First scene, a white girl driving a black on black mazda 3series.

Wasn't sure if it was her, first white girl I talk to, always see her in a blue mercedez.

Either way, ddn't get that lift, still killing them soles, kicking stones as I go.

Look to the left seeings a brother getting friendzoned.

Pulling out his entire arsenal not knowing she's scoring for the other side.

My girl's girl friend, she got too much pride.

Grin as I'm walking, not hating but enjoying, recieving stares as people see me talking..nt knowing i'm also typing.

Multi-tasking like the mother, with two kids, packing groceries on the next street.

Son greets me with a beat box beat.

As I start to flow, changing the rythem in body straight down to my feet.

Getting dust on my shoes, as this a gravel road.

Slow motion,THC rocking my boat.

Parting with the instrumental as its called back home.

Suns setting.

Stamina decreasing,

I'm a long way from my destination.

Still need to take a turn to the right, walk straight a few and another right.

Increasing my pace, point 2metres per second, caught a perfection being over there.

Red top black jeans beauty on the phone.

Is it right to ask for numbers while she still busy?..

Contemplating, if I had the courage I'd be racing..

But for today eye-candy is all I'm tasting.

Ever heard chatter box dogs in a quiet place disturbing the peace.

Emitting high pitched sounds even sure that's how they irritate the fleas.

that's if they have ears..?

Certanly no fears, but I would also if there was a electric fence backing me up..from the front.

Reaching my gate, colour of the flower, mother of my blunt.

Bit of deodrant and a chappie.

Blowing balloons, smiling happy.

Greeting moms as she's preparing my killer of munchies.

Sunday plate, after my date to end the day of the date.

Baked.

A nap before my goodnight, dimming the light.

Electric blanket on toasty level 3.

Of to see the trailer of my dreams.

Wake up.., post this and enjoy the movie on my sunday evening.

Setting the alarm earier knowing I'ma hit snooze

Anticipating the Monday bluez.