I want to dedicate this poem to my Rated BLU:Butterfly.
My ribbon in the sky; the apple of my eye.
She's the adverb that links my nouns and verbs.
The number one reason why I write spoken word.
I'll confess my love through pad and pen,
and maybe a relationship with us can begin.
If I caused any confusion I'll return to the start,
and piece this poem together part by part.

GOD was showing off when he made this creation.
He deserves a pat on the back, or a standing oviation.
She's the star of my dreams when I sleep at night.
When she walks by I let everyone know "Damn!!! She's Right"
Stunning and perfect for every occasion.
More complex than a quadratic equation.
So many things I wanna know, cause I still have questions.
Give me one more stanza to make the ultimate confession.

She's the Alize' in my cup that I love to drink.
The deepest Robert Frost poem that makes me take a moment to think.
So many dudes have broken her heart.
I'm not trying to be her whole world, just her favorite part.
No other girl has never made me feel the same.
Crazy thing about it I still don't know her line name.
Together we are truely fly.
With her I can kiss the sky.
Hoping one day to become her guy.
My AMAZINGLY AWESOME
Rated BLU:Butterfly.