AMRICA my friend ,
WE HAVEN'T KNOW EACH OTHER.
WHEN WE SPEAK IT'S LIKE,
CONVERSATION GOES,
LONG WAYS,
LIKE STORMY WEATHER.
TAKEING OVER THE WORLD.
FREQUENTLY LAUGHTER,
CRASHES INTO EACH OTHER.
MIND BLOWING.
TWISTED CONVERSATION,
WACKO,SMILE AT THE PHONES...
WE KEEP IN TOUCH,
NO MATTER WHAT ANY HOUR.
SIMILARITIES,PERFECTION.
MARCHES EVERY CORNER.
READS OUT EACH OTHER.
WILD TAUGHT,
MAGICALLY APPEAR,
CONVERSATION GOES LIKE,
THUNDEROUS APPLAUSE,
ROCKING HER SOUL.
SHE'S A KEEPER.
SORRY BUT IT NEEDED TO BE TOLD.
SHE'S AMRICA.
SHE'S ANGLE GOD GIFTS ME LIKE ITS GOLD.
©rampersad
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