Her Eyes

As I sit across from her/looking into her beautiful eyes/i see a smile on my face the size of America/i think to myself this can't be right/im doin things I said I'd never do/damn I realize what it is/its taken over like Kobe in the 4th/im trying to fight it,trying to play my best Bruce Bowen D/man it aint working as she blows past me/as I look deeper into her eyes I try to recover/but she moving fast/in a split second I reach like Raja Bell/oh no she has a open lane and I can see the end result/as I feel the breeze of her waving her hand in my face she leaps/up in the air with all her mite/she slams harder then shaq/as I take the ball I look down and realize/that feeling taken over/well it was ..............