A mans

I recon this is the way I was meant spill.
With blood sweat n tears that drip with the thrill.
On a road puttin in the work away from luv.
Missin in action breifly doin a mans touch.
Worthy of time spent out is a passion filled.
Never skippin a beat stretchin colors of bills.
Days drag as nights ache with lonely need.
Jus to be close to the one that's a dream.
Clicks seem to repeat as grounds been traveled.
Nerves slowly tense as their bein raveled.
How much longer plays out in the mind.
Wantin to read somethin familiar in signs.
In a mans world lives a woman deeper than emotion.
Pullin him home as soon as possible with devotion.
Feelin the strain of miles seperatin truth.
Havin more reason to put the unexplainable to use.
Connected through long distance feenin the warmth.
Appreciatin the gain life has given behind homes doors.
Within a mans core will drives as wheels spin.
Allowin himself to show interest as he gives.

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