I Dig

By: Abe Sierra Jr.

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            I dig the way you keep a beat 

— your hips and rhythm flow…

              …the way you walk these ghetto streets

like a runway show.

 

 

              I dig your laughter in the wild

— it’s so damn infectious…

              …the way you wear a modest smile

like a pearl necklace.

 

 

              I dig the way my world is art

— when I have you around…

              …the way you wear your tender heart

like a pageant crown.

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I dig…

…yeah, I just dig you.