Stone Love

The day you told me the we we were leaving for the

sun you took me to the cow-auction

You told me that you know how to ride,

you spent a lot of money that day.

You bought plenty of cows, you said it was for us.

You like to talk about us as us.

We went for a journey together,

we travelled to your home.

On the way when we stooped to rest

you asked me to dance for you.

I used to perform

I dance

we were young and beautiful

I was precious to you then, I was desired

we were the superior race, a higher standard

we laugh

materia to make materia

you said you wants to marry me

and throws a party at your place

We are to be the prefect couple

The air is moisture

every on are enjoying your feast.

I ask you: What is love?

The day we meet you told me that I am

the perfect woman.

I just moved in a new apartment and

were carrying a lot of stuff from the train.

You started to talk to me, helped me with my bags

and carried them to my door.

I told you that I was busy cause I was to repaint.

You entered and started to paint my living room white.

I told you that you don't have to help me.

You said you didn't do it for me, you did it for us.

You removed your sweater,

you have two marks at the skin of your shoulders.

They makes you look like a fallen angel.

The world is alienated for me its always changing.

It doesn't help if you see me naked,

if we have sex what will it change?

You ask me why i love Dancehall.

Why I make all this pictures of the Queens.

What that means, why I dress up and dance?

The dance is the one thing

that makes me truly happy.

It brings stone love

Its like painting a iconography.

The perfect picture of deicer.

To become what you are not.

Slackness creates diamonds,

the shift from dirt to beauty.

Why wait when you can have it now? you asked.

What different will it be if we wait?

We will jus miss out. Waist time.

No one sees us we can do anything we want.