
I do not know her name, but i am her willing prisoner/
held captive by her arresting beauty, a hostage to her aura/
she is Father Time and Mother Earth's most treasured daughter/
even the Sun envies her radiance--her bright, incandescent smile/
dreadlocked goddess, sultry songstress, i like your style/
you are unaware of my existence, our children are yet to be conceived/
i am the king to your majesty, the savior you covet in song/
i will be your validation, the one to right all their wrongs/
how could something so tender know so much pain?/
fools they were to abuse you, have those dogs any shame?/
I am moved by your strength, the humility and wisdom in your voice/
8 piece band, at least a dozen lifetimes in your words/
a blushing rose from concrete, out of despair hope emerged/
dim-lit stage, mature minds mingle, sophistication fills the room/
a capella melodies, polite applause, the climax of the night's tunes/
she disappears like sound, flees from my eager sight/
i approach the stage, heart pounding, could this be the end?/
i find her scarf on the floor, a sign of fate?--till we meet again...

