Ooh, it’s somebody’s birthday every day,
Blow out the candles and make a wish.
I need you to tell myself you love my way,
My lord girl, you are so the perfectionist.
As I needed you and you’ve needed me,
My world is complete when you’re perfect.
I got you and I’m perfect with you my bestie,
My wish is to be with you and not an effect.
You’ve got my world upside down,
I have to go and blow out the candles.
All I see is your smile and not a frown,
I’m done pretending this is all scandals.
Scheming up a perfection in my planning,
Stirring up a plan without thinking about it.
Man, I watch dem Broncos with Peyton Manning,
Scoring touchdowns and field goals left and right.
You just gotta blow out the candles from the dark,
Hurry all to see this mighty action with such spitting.
My word, I seem dem ghosts in the night such a lurk,
Ghosts are just a bad memory in my mind of imagery.
How do you see ghosts?
Hell’s devils are lurking.
They are never all hokes,
Looking for blood dripping.
Just come with me and blow out the candles,
And make a wish to make this night last as long.
Just you wait I’ll be with you all night if it lasts,
Light up this room with your warm smiley love.
Poetry