heres a lil poem to my love Tashia...

Looking upon your face my heart beats slow.
Being brainwashed for life to me is a vital blow.
Your lips touch mine and tongue goes in.
Thats prof tht your love for Jazz is thin.
you might say it was a mistake.
But still it shows your love for Jazz is fake.
Still do not fear if you think your alone.
Cuzz i'll be there and it will be my turn to kiss with tongue.
tht shows you my love is true.