Bradley Tremmil
MERCEDES OF MY RHYME…
Picture perfect time
Girl you know
you blow my mind
In a second in a minute
Lightening struck my flame,
How enlightening
that you’re such a lovely lady
That’s why I say thee
You must be
the Mercedes of my rhyme…
Like a gold mine priceless
the mind is such a wonder
And your niceness
like a soft n subtle thunder –
I wonder
Pretty witty hun
Could you be
the daughter of the sun…
For my sweet tooth
You’re like the candy to my eyes
Your lips so succulent
I’m hungered up in appetite,
Being the cat that I am
I’m carnivore
That means my primal instinct
is to chase and attack the rack
Being the gentleman that I am
I hold my decent
Even tho its hard to look at you
and not wanna take a bite…
Someone like you
I love to adore
Don’t hide yourself
Your inner
Your core
Of your truth
give me more,
Your hopes
Your dreams
Your fears your tears
Your strengths
Your weaknesses,
The scent of your essence
All that makes you
not just a woman,
But all that you are woman…
Say good looking
can you see for looking
Fly up over the horizon
Sailing sunsets like paper jets
Are you ready to flap your wings?
Straight thru heaven’s door
Mademoiselle,
Let me show you
where my eye’s on…
Copyright © 2018 Bradley M. Tremmil
Thank you Carol. I’m glad that at least 1 woman understands the metaphor of such a classy car and a woman. The woman being the higher factor of course.
Oh I definitely get it Bradley. As long as the woman comes before the car.
Beautifully said. So special for any lady to be compared to a Mercedes. Very classy Bradley.