What A Story

I've got a story
'bout this chick in this jeepney .
She was sitting facing me,
With her sun radiant hair
that blows, it flows like she doesn't care.
and then, she paid the fare
said "Morayta po", with exceptional poise
And there, I caught her sweet sweet voice
Pierced through my noise proof earphones
But oh!--Despair! I must have grown.

The chauffeur picked an inanimate character
An Antagonist, In this story of me and her
A story of me, her and him,
Turned to him, her, --and me?!
Prince Charming as what he may seem
But weren't you my destiny
He sat beside her
and suddenly she was his girl
I untangled my tongue
Oh Yes! I did.
But guess he was strong
Guess he didn't have a lid
Guess he practiced more
Guess he saw her before

And There They were,
All acquainted and all.
And here I am in the corner,
Writing 'bout my fall
Writing 'bout my discovery
of a beautiful jeepney journey
Yah! Their Beautiful Love story
Freakin' Love story.

07/28/11 -AMP-