Beautiful you are; you're like a beautiful cigar, you're beautiful today and you'll be beautiful tomorr(ow),
I long to feel you near me cause you're beautiful by far, no distance is too great my dear; you're beautiful by car,
or bus or plane or boat; you know just how the saying goes, I used to be a wild boy runnin 'round just slayin h0es,
but you're the type that makes a n1gga straight up change his flow, and all because of who I am, I'm broke; it aint the dough,
that makes you please me ev'ryday in each and ev'ry way, it's like we're washed in Tide because I see we'll never fade,
I'll make your young'ns mine and strive to teach em ev'rythang, no level is too high; they'll know to reach for ev'ry plain.
So beautiful you are; you're like a beautiful guitar, our song will freak the galaxy like funerals on Mars,
don't let nobody ever change the root of who you are, cause I believe you're beautiful; the proof is in the stars.
©2013
The Cunning Linguist