Love and Basketball.
By Mer-C.
I’m sitting in my bed
Recapping the game in my head.
The sound of the ball
Being dribbled down the court.
This is my heartbeat.
I hear you say you love me.
Your love is like making a basket.
It brings me pure, undiluted joy.
The butterflies you give me deep down in my stomach
Are the chills I get when I’m about to take a foul shot.
I feel you when I play a game.
The precious palpitation of the ball
Is my heart beat
You are my heart beat.
You are my championship trophy.
Your love is my lucky last minute shot.
It makes me a star.
Making a basket is like winning your heart.
I’m truly proud of it.
Our bond is the love we have for basketball.
Our tie is the love we have for eachother.
Love and Basketball are truly in the air.
(Dedicated to ma Musty. Baby, I love u!

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