i love you... that's how it starts because of you, i'm a protector, deflecting things that are hard; as per God accepting my wings, that once were my arms as i think like a groom, with a heart that winks, then brings the moon, sun, & stars setting the mood; pouring ink, in things, that are parched my fetish, is to replenish the parts that's empty; fill it, till it, spills over with plenty He sent me, to be tempting, & satisfying this vast mind, mask crying, & has time, to grasp vines & haul ass climbing, to the top & shake grapes down & stomp'em then pour you a glass of wine so you can unwind, & relax your mind, proper she asked if i'm a doctor i laughed, & said no i'm not, though i am healer for real making where ever your aching, feel like what ever this world deals you can take it, & shake it, & brush it off bruises, wounds, abrasions, cuts & all she applauded, like whatever i'm saying, touched her heart all over like, i showed her life then i showed, her life, when she closed her eyes to see, how it would be with someone not trying to compete, deflate or defeat but complete, her family tree & hold her tight, tight as a squeeze minus the wheeze, add the elation especially when adding me, to the equation