An Invitation into My Life

Hello,
hey baby,
did I wake you from your sleep?
I’m sorry,
but what I have to say
just won’t keep.

First,
let me say how lovely you looked the other day,
you in that black chiffon dress
with shoes that were the color of gray.

Seeing you gliding down those stairs
at your place,
made me feel blessed
that we were going out on
our first date.

Earlier that day
I was torn about what to say and do,
I’m a man who usually gets what he wants
and I hate to lose.

From the moment we first met
in that grocery line,
I had added you up,
which came out to be a dime.

But you quickly changed my game
when you open your mouth,
to speak with so much intelligent,
you left me with no lingering doubts.

Only doubts I had
were not being in you league,
which I was taken aback.
So intimidated by you,
I was afraid you would have seen
what I lacked.

Noticing a Delta symbol
on your license plate,
thinking to myself,
I’m not educated enough
to ask you out on a date.

But you were woman enough
to break the ice,
knowing what to do;
you didn’t have to
think twice.

You ask for my opinion
about this club
and were it a good choice.
Like a silly schoolboy,
I was dazzled by your sensuous eyes
and that soft velvet voice.

Feeling like I’ve been bewitched,
I was lost for words,
I could see your lips moving,
but nothing could be heard.

The only thing I finally understood
was you asking what time
will I pick you up.
Thinking to myself,
what did I do
to deserve this good luck?

I was wondering,
did they change the dating game
and no one cared to inform me.
I should have been the one
making the moves,
is what I’ve been taught to believe.

Shoot,
who cares who made the first move,
if I don’t grow up,
then I would be the one that lose.

Later at dinner,
you introduced me to a whole new world,
a world for grown folks
and not for the boys and girls.

All through our conversation,
I was thinking,
what do you see in me
that I don’t see in myself?
Hoping you weren’t seeing me as a basket case,
looking for charitable help.

You with those degrees
and I’m only having a G.E.D,
making the connection here,
was hard for me to see.

When I spoke about our differences you said,
“And,
so what,
what matters to me
that you’re carrying yourself
as a grown up.

And why should it matters
about my degrees,
we’re not animals
that are only valued by
their pedigree.

So you need to get out of the 60’s
and the way they think,
can we put our differences behind us
over an
after dinner drink?

You also said,
“Baby,
I was attracted to your masculine charms,
so what,
if I make more money,
so tell me,
where’s the harm?

Putting it in those terms
I want to apologize for my thoughts,
that the man is the bread winner,
is what I been taught.

So now,
the purpose for this call
is to invite you into my life
and at the proper time,
I would properly get on my knees
and ask you to be my wife.

Written by allthemanuneed©