White grows the lily
Red grows the rose
Here lies a lady
Look how she grows

Tripple B's they call her
Her way of life fearful
Yet a wonder of wonders within her
So they call her; Big, Bold and Beautiful

If only thou will glow
To a yuletide that abode hope
Where feelings will flow
To a vision of meaningful horoscope

For you I'd write a poetry
Just to let you know my love
I'd tap holy water from palm tree
All for you to take-up my spirit above

And if your demons are near
I would build you a boat
Perhaps you're drowning in tears
With my paddle I'll keep you afloat

While the world imagine a fantasy
But in reality a lucid imagination
Where it has never been juicy
Neither was there a coronation

How long will I wait
When will I hear a "yes"
My spirit grow weary of this skate
Hoping a relieve from this stress

Life is nothing but a food
To be taken when hungry
While we are still in the mood
Let us munch now a meaningful 'kungry'

For you, I want to live again
So as to bury all past deeds
Transcend to enjoy the stars again
Where only you will be my needs

Would you lower your shield
Just to listen to the new song?
Your nod a vital one take me off the field
Yet you yell 'wait'; but for how long?

©Written & Composed by
        HERCULES
(21st Century Storyteller)