He Says

He says that I’m beautiful

But it’s deeper than brothers                                        

Honkin horns

blowin kisses

Buyin drinks

He says my beauty can be seen even better with his eyes closed

And

Every now and then

he swears he can touch my beauty but he says

He’s not worthy and he’s glad I can’t see that

He says he likes my style

Feminine with a little rugged

Just enough lady mixed with ghetto chic and urban funk

He says I’m powerful with poetry

The way I use ordinary words and make them sing

He hums my songs

He says he knows me

Favorite number-4

Favorite color-black

Favorite juice-peach

Favorite style-free

He says he loves the way I make love

With my whole self

Imploring, no, demanding he do the same

He says that I constantly make myself new and better

he loves that quality

an I do think that maybe one day possibly

I could spend my life with him

He says he loves me

I say I’m just lucky and I’m glad

he can’t see that

-Jill Scott