For all the guys who want ... THE GIRL... THE JOB...THE LIFE ! but can't exactly afford it - and don't know where to begin. _____________________________________________________ "You have to pay for girls thighs" Tamia in her pajama's Ashanti in that skirt... these things cost $. Broke college grads need not apply to these highest of highs, climbing thighs eyes on the prize. These things cost $. Around the way girls: Tasha, Tamika, Brandy and Shantel - Summer morning dew still adorning their afternoon skin. Liquid heat clings to their thighs I peep in skirts, short shorts and etcetera. I never even approach them to say "Hi" because These things cost $. It's like... buying car insurance to soon buy a car but you need a car to go to work to make $ just to buy the insurance. These things cost $. What shall I say when Nivea, Tatyana and Beyonce finally appreciate my charisma and wit ? What's next ? There's no $ for dating, my crib is subpar, and my 1990 Ford makes noises and smells funny but how can I afford to miss out on the beauty that is H.E.R. ? These things cost $. You have to pay for the priviledge of the company of H.E.R. To amaze her - To impress her - To gain the interest of her To take her somewhere - To take her nowhere - to be wherever she is. You have to pay for the highs of her thighs cuz her eyes are watching your hands reach in your pocket and you BETTA NOT whip out a lousy pen... to write a poem. ____________________________________________________ I just needed to get this off my chest - this piece like the last one (I heart N.Y.) come out of emergency poetry while i'm sittin at a comp. with other business to attend to... and I realize that NONE of the business i'm attending is what my heart desires.