Look down

She loves me

The title is the poem
that should be the end of it
lets go on

She loves me
More than my ex
She hasn't even been my girl
But looking good for my next

She loves me
the type of love I'm scared of
because I never had love
like a wife has for her husband

She loves me
And ALL of my imperfections
Accepts me for who I am
No need to make corrections

She loves me
we pray together
she knows I hate church
so we have worship together

She loves me
But don't get it twisted
She'll check me on the foolishness
Babygirl ain't having it

She loves me
She dresses up to impress me
She's in the gym everyday
Just to look good for me

She loves me
And I'm in love with myself
I got love for her
but love searching life for myself

You know what?
She already knows that
she loves me
and still has my back

She loves me
when head is on her breast
my bad times are made better
her love is the best

She loves me
and her love is irresistible
the more I try to fight it
my resistance is futile

She loves me
and mad at her
these are my single 20s
Marriage is for 30 or after

She loves me
and deep down I love her back
she made me fall in love
how lovely is that?