The Rebirth of Fashion

When fashion takes a break it sits down and takes a picture.

Wednesday, January 31, 2007

Ice Before the Tea


From the corner of my immediate
I experienced the lust of your silhouette
you made my head sweat

I wanted to ask of it
then you expressed you had a man in it
which brought out the gentleman's respect
that's why I haven't approached you yet

I think of it
like in a movie
or clip on the internet
you removing your under nets
just so I can work my wonderpets

all ten of them
including the other two
that some stalk me to experience

scene still plays over in my mind
legs arms intertwined
the company name branded on your behind
why am I still here I think sometimes

is it I that desires the attempt
less the emotions expressed
or is it you that knows exactly
what I represent

you once said it yourself
that I am a prostitute or pimp
remember
however it was you that also
kept me out of the cold in December

leaving me with warm feelings
about across the street loving
suite 560 on the floor hugging

late afternoon sun down rubbing
hands to head in-between wanting
me to step up to the plate NY thugging

as I now submit my all to be called Charles
because with my life
up until now I was the only one in Charge

So in-conclusion I will ask you to forgive first, nicely
then continue to understand second, precisely
knowing that you are the honey in the sugar
that I've desired to sip with

Ice Before the Tea

Friday, January 26, 2007

Like Water for Chocolate



Many years ago there was a period of time that is often casually called "Medieval." It was a time, so the story tellers tell us, of tiny kingdoms, brave knights and ferocious dragons.

Transportation and travel were both crude and difficult, usually necessitating that each kingdom be as self sufficient and self reliant as possible. So it was very important that within each kingdom all the major crafts and professions of the day were ably represented to insure the survival of the kingdom. In the English language we still see remnants of some occupations in the familiar surnames such as Smith, Carpenter, Miller and Baker to name just a few.

Interestingly enough, beyond the specific title the vocation also took on its own greater personality. This personality preference can also give a broader understanding of the basic complementary style and types necessary to the kingdom's survival, or perhaps any organization's success. Although the specific vocation influenced the name, it was no accident that certain personality types and styles gravitated to certain occupations. The personality of these jobs suited the inclinations of the job holders, and the predecessor to modern day job descriptions was born. The successful matching of a job-holder's personality to the personality and unique requirements of the job was necessary to the kingdom's survival, or perhaps any organization's success. The successful kingdoms more than likely were able to blend the differences into a powerful and formidable entity. With today's diverse workforce, the corporate kingdom that acknowledges and nurtures these personality preferences could become an organization as successful as the Camelot of old.

Even though we now appear to have the freedom to explore many different career alternatives, we still have a medieval vocational personality within each of us. This personality, properly identified and understood, can motivate our success but, if ignored, may set the stage for our ultimate failure. Since times appeared to be simpler then, let us return to the kingdoms of medieval Europe and see what we would have done then, regardless of what our names are now.


Your distinct personality, The Black Knight, might be found in most of the thriving kingdoms of the time. Your overriding goal is to win. You approach each task or situation as a contest to be won strategically and efficiently. Because you can control your feelings, it is not unusual for you to charm, as well as successfully delegate tasks and responsibilities to the more emotional types. You are often concerned with what's in it for you. You seldom involve yourself in activities where you can not foresee a reward for your investment or effort. On the positive side, you can be analytically empathic and logically persuasive. On the negative side, you may be unemotionally manipulative as well as impulsive. Interestingly, your preference is just as applicable in today's corporate kingdoms.

It's Just Not Fair....



At 1:24 P.M. I received a message from a woman that shared with me that she is not the one for me.

At the time I was listening to Mos Def’s The New Danger
Track number 11. The Close Edge, Thinking to myself I heard this song before, less the beats. He featured freestyle of this same song on the Dave Chapelle Show.. Remember him flowing in the car, and Dave Chapelle had that stupid, I am hip look on his face.

And why am I calling him by his first and last name, LOL. Dave, I guess wouldn’t be Dave Chapelle if he’s not referred to as his stage name, or names.

Okay, back to this female…she inspired me to flow to the beat…something sincere and discrete a little tart a little sweet.

From the first time our eyes met
The silhouette of this 8 by 11
I figured it wouldn’t take me too long
To introduce her to the 2 double 0 seven

Keeping the Mack in the Truck
Because for real
I knew that I would have this woman stuck
If I chose to hang out with her
Which was just my luck

Together we laughed initially
Until her iris started hitting me
Interracially
I was less than hating me

Because I knew what I knew
Which turned out to be true
Damn relationship – relationship
Held me back from getting on my groove

I played to win just to lose
Pulling all out the bag
Which only confused the IQ
And the Order of this Lawyer

A Lawyer, Yeap
Almost had a chance to get in
And put that on my resume
After I Tom Sawyered her Huckleberry Finn


I mean I did what I did
Do what I do
Nothing old nothing new
Just multiplied 1 by 2

And the result was a week later
With her kissing me on my lips
In a black club 12/31/06

Now I just knew if I just allow it
I would let my inner demon
Do something conditional about it
So my own judgment would not be clouded

One Red Stripe Two Red Stripe
Three Red Stripe Four
All I am thinking about
Is her panties and knees on the floor

I even got her muthaphuckin door to the car
You see I do be willing to go that far
Sometimes
Just for a bite of that Klondite Bar

To be continued

Friday, January 12, 2007

This Aint Just Text


I've crossed the t's
dotted the I's
just so I could pass by
On the fly
due to the tears uncried,
instilled the opposite of lullaby's
just music about how to survive
and how to deal with strife
self labeled Llord Trife
which defines 5 percent of my life
the mental destruction
piercing the world like a spike
and that's my word
to the first eye
and that situation on stand by
Reality one way one face one spine
the backbone the gut the rut
the way out hard cold confident
and bold my walk my strut
until the thought hits me next
expressing this real cause

This Aint Just Text

Saturday, January 06, 2007

Where Do I End












The things that makes up, the who of him,
from birth to now,
from now to the end,
his smiles are for real
as on his face his brow
a frown hardly bends,
from in front of the earth
he stood looking to the sun,
for the warmth he needed
when it was cold outside,
understanding that the state of the mind
starts with the belief,
of how you allow yourself to feel
comfortable is he who allows him,
as it is him who strives to provide comfort
to the ones He loves the most,
realizing each day as a blessing
to transmit beautiful words within it,
My Bible, My Koran, My words, My story
as (A)ll of (H)is (K)nowledge (M)akes (E)veryone
(L)isten, to a (P)rophet of (H)igher (A)uthority
(R)ighteously (O)rating (D)ivinity,
Equaling Universal Wisdom Born in Him,
as He is and will forever be
a child of GOD named

AHKMEL PHAROD

Sunday, December 31, 2006

My First, My Last, My All I've Ever Needed



Hot Chocolate Moonlight kisses
Ten Finger muscle relaxer Body oil wishes
Sexy as hell Strawberry trophy dishes
Baby you know I can't forget
the whipped cream for the champagne finish

girl your body and lips
all of them
look and taste so delicious
I never want to wake up from this dream

My appetite for you is like Popeye's to spinach
when I am weak your sex appeals to
how I use it to replenish
The way you feel secures my self esteem

I am deeply in love with loving you
every second every minute
similar to showing you on your last birthday
how I decided to take the world and spin it
in the direction of you becoming a wife to me, my new team

my point guard, shooting guard, small forward, power forward
the center of my reason for taking that last second shot
knowing you would get the rebound and protect the lead
when you say at the alter You do wish to marry me

Chemistry, plenty enough for the world to see
how love should be shown through gravity
emotionally and devotedly, I feel someone pinching me
why oh why would someone want to wake me up from this dream
a dream that my every night involves you

Walking into rooms demonstrating
how much in each I will love you
Red rooms, Bed rooms, living rooms,
kitchen rooms, bath rooms, dining rooms,
boiler rooms, locker rooms, board rooms,

conference rooms, secret rooms, basement rooms,
attic rooms, laundry rooms, big rooms,
small room, dressing rooms, VIP rooms,
show rooms, rooms, and more rooms

that I will show conditionally and creatively
how much I really need you
showing you also sensually unconditionally
how much I really want to love you for you

My First, My Last, My All I've Ever Needed

Garlic-Dill Salmon



Ingredients

1. 3 garlic cloves, finely chopped
2. 3/4 cup fresh orange juice
3. 2 teaspoons fresh lemon juice
4. 1 tablespoon chopped fresh dill
5. 4 (7 ounce) salmon fillets

Nutrition Info

Serving size: 4 servings

• Calories: 388 kcal
• Carbohydrates: 5 g
• Dietary Fiber: 0 g
• Fat: 21 g
• Protein: 40 g
• Sugars: 4 g

Cooking Directions

In a medium baking dish, combine the garlic, orange juice, lemon juice and dill. Place the salmon, skin side up, in the marinade and refrigerate for up to 3 hours. Preheat the oven to 375 degrees F. Discard half of the marinade and bake the fish in the remaining sauce until cooked through, about 15 minutes.

This fine dish should be served with a red wine, specifically my favorite Pinot Noir Rose.

Savigny-Les-Beaune 1er Cru Aux-Guettes
MAILLARD-LOBREAU 2003

per bottle: $32.00
Pinot Noir

One of the best appellations for Pinot Noir in France, Savigny-les-Beaune gives us this gem, and a 1er Cru as well! Full-bodied, elegant and rich with flavors of cassis, violets and cherries.

Saturday, December 30, 2006

Make My Dreams Come True


My Love
My Darling
Please come to me
I need your Love
I want your Love
I beg for that one last kiss good night
I am on my knees
just to propose my dedication to you
My Love
I'm in love
Can’t you see
my feelings are being shown
to you and only,
Please believe me
as I sit here and cry
I also sit lonely
I need you
can't you see
that my heart
will continue to beat
for you and only you
Endless emotions I've stored
inside of my heart
just for you
for I am counting on the
Love inside of you to

Make My Dreams Come True

JANUARY


I fall asleep
to the lasting softness
of your voice
you are the one
that God has brought
into my life
to keep me
completely sane for eternity
I'm loving you
as much as
I'm loving him right now
My Love, thank you for being my friend
My Love, thank you for all of the time
you have to spend
getting to know me,
wanting to show me,
your beautiful smile over
and over again,
I don't celebrate holiday's
though I just created
one in my heart for us,
which is called Appreciation Day
noted to be celebrated
each year between us
on the last day of every

JANUARY

Friday, December 29, 2006

Red Room



My mind races at paces
that has yet to be measured,
due to the softness
of believing that with
someone I love being here for me
is the same person I would treasure..forever
a dream that I have over and over
similar to the fantasy of you and I
together in a red room
you know I envision
my days being filled
with nothing but smiles and love
from one beautiful woman
that will understand
my purpose for breathing each day,
the reason for wanting to talk
about red rooms which I believe
symbolizes where I live
better known as the heart
I live there every day
looking to allow a woman
a place where she can be at peace and free
we talked about being free
the equivalent of loving you for you
that to me is what freedom is about
you see when you love you - you love all,
because it is naturally all
that make us who we are...
Would you be willing
to exist with me for a moment
inside of my red room
its pretty graphical and sensual
and a little erotic,
just me being a man who knows
the gift he has before the strength he has
praying that it will really ease
the small of your back..
The pulling of your nakedness soft
as my thoughts are necessarily softer
I wish to last with you longer
because of your ability to inspire my verbal agility
within this realm of touch communicatively
the tranquility is beyond rose petal sensitivity
your flesh and the dripping of my stability
keeping me endowed permanently
my sensuous mobility
I wish to express my mentality
before the red candle scented with purity
becomes the death of me
making me another orgasmic casualty
the whispering of our pulsating embrace
throbs my elongated sense of durability
here and now I need you to understand the capabilities
of how belonging here in this room with me
is how things are really suppose to be
where the four play becomes your play
started so passionately at the doorway
the waiting patiently in my Poetic Asylums hallway
your picture your smile
and now your heart keeps me
focusing my attention your way
I noticed the angles of your tone heavenly angelically
so sincere ready and willing
to invite yourself here
hoping to experience something different than last year
an electronic nibble there
and an electronic kiss there
wiping the satisfaction off of the keys
as I slowly move all over it
like the way my mind directed its attention
sometimes to the back of your knees
I am here for the pleasure to please
your femininity while you experience my masculinity
and the redness of my energy
your now Superman with his super poetical,
righteous intellectual powers along with my red cape
now becoming my red silk sheet
to lay you down gently on
knowing that we are here together
for the outlasting of your red thong
that was once on like the way we were once on
turning and yearning
red candle wax on my chest burning
it is getting a little hot as I am still here wanting
to experience your delights
now a part of my appetite
not looking for a fight
just a little stimulation of what I think you might like
I can go on and on until I no longer
have any aim
where I am not here looking to become drained
hoping you understand that these thoughts
are really inspired by the thought of consuming you
while visiting my

Red Room

Heavenly Exist


Inspired by
Love

Can you believe this? - My long lost attempt
To perform the most sensuous
Slow dance with you
My Gentle Man, My softest - touch
Making your wettest kiss submit
Transformation between the
Alpha and the Omega at its highest,
I believe you've read before
Something like this - like the beginning of
The first chapter in the bible
Titled: Genesis
I'm here still ready to
spend the rest of my life with you,
fulfilling your emptiness with promise,
including the birth of one or two kids
Securing the foundation of us
So that without errors we can

Heavenly Exist

Thursday, December 28, 2006

My Everything



So new as the present day
clouds move
pass the reflection
of my smile
Beautiful, I now smile for you
because I want to
it is what I desire
I feel no need to
for any other
with me I want to smother
the each letter in your name
in my life I welcome you
as everything I succeed in
from here on out
will be because of you
the way I strive
the way I climb
all the way to where
you will notice me
standing above all obstacles
holding my hand out
just for you
for our children
that I have implanted
inside of my mind
to some day have with you
My wife
My all

My Everything

Sunday, December 24, 2006

Freestyling 68


More spitting less poise
ruthless I produce
two beats one voice
I cock back let lose
52 shot verbal my choice
6 speed V12 nigga I cruise
control my flow stays moist
but hard enough to bruise
watch out now better get your boyz
before I OJ your ass without the juice
reppin the east side BK making noise
flippin and rippin never trippin paid dues
all access now collecting
title & hearts like toyz

Monday, December 18, 2006

I am Not There Yet


Excuse me
Am I really going to
have a reason to
tell the truth and nothing
but the truth to

I don't think you are ready
for me to honestly
be that truthful

You see that will mean
that I will have to
tell you about the times
and not just about the time

I will not share that much
of myself that you already know
I will not offer the light
that shines still
over my head like a halo

The things that I may confess
may leave you in further distress
so I will refuse to inject
my heart's discontent
at this time on the internet

You see my life, my journey
doesn't stop or didn't stop
with you
You see my union shared
with others close to you
didn't block the truth

That is why I cried inside
before I knew what I knew
where in fact you already
had a clue of what I was going to do to you

You were the one that needed
for me to rescue, to relieve you
I was the one that was backwards in my attempts to
please you, ease you or better yet release you

This I will testify to the
moment my eyes laid their
memories on you

From the size to the strength
of your mind and its length
I figured this should be simple
but the little that I knew
blinded and flooded with
the I love yous
and I just want to make you
Happys

I was left feeling
like a little kid with 2 daddies
you see I guess that is why
the step daddy
got stepped on
and the real daddy
got crept then slept on

Something is really permanent
about that picture in my mind
that will soon fade away
with a little time

Now in my sights
I see Sunny days
Sunny rays
40 Degrees Celsius
Pineapple Yellow haze
Real thong for days
Colorful Tropical Lives
and naturally tanned Topical Wives
Sandy Beaches
clear water land breaches
rare breed pets on leeches
Puerto Rico and Jamaica
not too far from my reaches

My type of Lifestyle
can never be rehearsed
or documented

Just thoroughly lived and represented

Oh and one more thing.....
Did you know that my new name will be........
Nah I can't share that yet....
because

I am Not There Yet

Wednesday, November 29, 2006

My Will


Lets say I stop writing poems
and walk what I talk for real
no more slick rap
allowing your thoughts
to remain still
just to process many lines
that others attempt to conceal
confident in my steps as I reveal
myself the crest the shield
I'm part indian from the west
that you should consume with prayer
like before a meal
healthy for your mind, body, and soul
without Dr. Phil
you see physically I heal
and cardiac arrest those that steal
self published ownership of my skills
check the appeal
wiping the frowns off grills
George Foreman of my project
too complicated to kill
heart impenitrible like steel
on point as now I am devoted
doing what I say instead or what I write
is my new testament
showing the command to be

My Will

Young, Black and Gifted


Without there being a moral
never-ending story
binding and bounding
not too astounding
skill co-founding
sensitive to light
that's why I only spark
when its dark rounding
shell after shell off
mic cocked back for lyrical pounding
side of the head cheek jaw grounding
mc's in their own blood drowning
underestimated AHK after seeing AHK
how you sounding
you see I even pray
before I spray
just to have accurate aim
when I'm dumping 62 names
causing the forfeiting of 62 games
time is like my mind
always moving being a shame
if I missed the train
screws too tight
to be loosened or changed
permanent never rearranged
not in the contract
or on my birth certificate
born to die or perish
please understand its
the only way to overcome
my own sickness being

Young, Black and Gifted

A Consolidation of Debt - Playlist





A Playlist of My Music

Sunday, November 26, 2006

My Love - updated



The equation of the physical
Very indivisible
My nation your nation
Setting my mind free
With a little anticipation
Little concern now
about how you allow me
to rest with you
as I admit right now
I really miss you
You are so soft
I thank the Lord
for bringing me Joy
as I thank you for the care
you have shown me
like a parent to a little boy
right now I for you
will continue to cry
as these days
forever pass us by
sometimes while you
look into my eyes
I think about
a possible marriage
that will never die
the attention span
always being high
I believe in my right
to express my life
to someone so precious to me
the devoted hugs
controlled kisses
passionate body rubs
really enjoy writing poems
just to share with you
because you are my inspiration

My Love

How I Do It


Begin from your start
as I stand and listen
you see I remember
the anxiety up until the ending
I knew I slept with you too fast
alone but not lonely
I gasp then I laugh
this is not the first time
I've met a recycled piece of glass
like you
your type I see through
I guess you were
to distracted to have a clue
I hustle I smuggle that shame shame
with the no name
got you all confused platonically
poetically ebonically
gave you the line
line by line
to busy brushing your hair
stressing the back of your mind
where you should be studying
instead of trying to over associate
with too many men buddying
mentally cuddling
I know the drill
because uncensored stupid is

How I Do It

Believe in Faith?



This is the day that
the Lord has made
and I know he's watching
so I best behave

you see every step I take
I breath to feel safe
inhaling and exhaling life
His love, which will always
be the opposite of hate

As I dream awake
understand my worldly place
the opportunities and chances
to express myself center stage

Never timid bashful or shy
impacting lives without rage
I attempt not try...But wait
Do you meaning you beyond
the definition of fate

Believe in Faith?

Friday, November 24, 2006

Our Unique Styles



The Wind as it blew
directed me to the scent of you
candles and roses
with a hint of Vicki's Perfume

Aroma of the imprisonment
of my daydream afternoons
loving the feeling
of my heart upon your
sunshine smile as it blooms

Securing the nature of my root
glass room mist purifying
my soul beneath your moon now
with the power to see tomorrow
and what connects

Our Unique Styles

Sunday, November 19, 2006

I Liked That


I was just sitting here
listening to that song
by my man Busta Bus
talking about passing
the courvoisier
it's smooth and shitta
but I'm eccentrica
with my talk
like your walk
instead of the cognac
I want you to pass
that thing below the middle
of your back attached
to your spine girl
you gots that behind
word is born
I feel like I own
3 thirds of the world girl
just thinking about the episode
keeps my hair in curls
unlike the tongue
I used to dive
for your pearls
What!
my God is my
oh Damn!
My mind is all crammed
with the fantasies
of a son of King Solomon
trying to hold my own
like the way I converse
with you on the phone
systematically
I'm one to become
more than prone
to that fly shitta
between your likka likka
drowning and all that
you know I'm not afraid
to go deep like a quaterback
where you can be my
wide receiver
open up that side to you
that comes and goes like pollen
I want you to make
and keep my body throbbing
I like that feeling
because it is appealing
like sexual healing
in and out
out and in
wait, let me start from scratch
you know them marks
you left on my back
girl you know I must admit that

I Liked That

Saturday, November 18, 2006

Air in My Lungs to Breathe



Never shall I leave
reasons are not good enough
I will continue to keep my head up
Though my soul still bleeds

While on my way to work
I thought about the things
that are likely to keep my attention
Where you being made happy by me
is more than I should mention

So delicate is my heart
Protected by my mind
so strong to keep me out of harm
Preventing anything from going wrong

You are a good true friend indeed
and because of that
I will not part this relationship
as long as I have

Air in My Lungs to Breathe

The Greatest Love of Charles

A child’s been born
What now
What do we do?
This my first, Oh God!
What do I do?

Still at this moment
I can’t believe my eyes
Secreted by the tears
Of witnessing the birth
Of new life

Unstable the minutes
Less the seconds
I counted until
This new life started
To breathe I counted

Up to ten – matched
That count to the toes
Then to the fingers
Then to the dismay
That his nose
looked like my nose

Immediately I clutched
My heart with my chest
When I was able
to notice the rest

Thank you Lord
for protecting this new life
Aiding its travels
to exist now
outside of my new wife

Looking forward to
the days ahead with
a new Baby Calendar
on the wall
that I will circle with a heart
each day lived to symbolize

The Greatest Love of Charles

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

The Lamination of Your Trust



I didn't glow until
you started to notice me
anticipating the smile
Followed by your touch

Illuminated in an instance
with flash movements
directed to the soul
The root of your love

Without words to express
the reciprocal
warmth of my breath
Loathing you just because

Which brings me to this question
will you take me as yours
to explore evermore
Now that you know I love you so much?

Waiting patiently as the heart
grows fonder - I ponder
the truth and consideration
of your time before

The Lamination of Your Trust

Friday, October 20, 2006

Me and the Microphone






The battle of the two
the left and then the right
may I have some space to ignite
then light

up the set with that flame
you know the name Trigga Trife
who snatched the mic
across from Howard University that night

from wack ass mc's sounding ripe
nervous with the flow
jumping around acting hype

Until I mentioned Bed Stuy
Letting them know where from, was I
then represented like Iron Mike
with no need for a fight

30 seconds later
dropped a few bars before my flight
Back to BK
leaving with the crowd
saying that niggaz was tight

Without Traction - revised 10/20/06





Samples used: Fat Albert "Hey Hey Hey"
Ahkmel Pharod "I get ah's and oh's not boo's cuz I'm real smooth"
Jamie Foxx "Oh this is some good shit"
Luciano Pavarotti (tenor) "L'elisir d'amore Luciano Pavarotti"
Onyx "Slam"


The answers formed in the fashion
Of the first question I began asking
When I was unsure of satisfaction
Where do I find this type of reaction
May it be a reflective kind of action
You see I’m confused beyond lacking
The intelligence to comprehend statements retracting
Specifity of my Mental Multi-tasking
Quick curbing the enthusiastic for laughing
Conversations serious with the God’s everlasting
Righteous enough to save my spiritual compassion
If I had to walk or travel alone

Without Traction 6/18/04

Thursday, October 19, 2006

The Whole Truth and Nothing But





"If I only had a mic to record this"

Once upon a time
a muthaphucking period
in my life when I meant
to be deliberate

With the shit I spit
taking the time
in the form of graphics to express
so others can see and hear it

Whether I had to be different
or explicit
I spoke from the soul
knowing that you would get it

To be specific
I'm that kid from the borough
with the bridges
never scared, never hesitant

To represent
the opposite of decadence
my knowledge reigns
beyond the reference

Establishing the median
with the temperance
of 12 apostles
never succumbing to the negative

Standing and shining
manifesting the lessons
demonstrating the realness
less the aggression

I am many men in one
one man from a past of one
who became the one
that accepted what I've become

So you muthaphuckaz
may need to run
and get your guns
or run your funds

Before approaching me
with less than a ton
of what I am bringing
with or with out the singing of

The Whole Truth and Nothing But

Friday, October 13, 2006

I Give My Heart


You're the first thing I think of
Each morning when I rise.
You're the last thing I think of
Each night when I close my eyes.

You're in each thought I have
And every breath I take.
My feelings are growing stronger
With every move I make.

I want to prove I love you
But that's the hardest part.
So, I'm giving all I have to give
To you...

I Give My Heart

Together

Last night I thought about you
And here again
I find myself
Thinking about you
The way your smile reflected my hue
Together we as two
Which someday will equate to one
Like the heavens, earth, moon and sun
I pray to strive for the better of the day
the year, and the eternity just so you
could lie as an infinite soul mate forever
Next to me
Where we can relate,
relax and strive together
As a family
Strong enough to pull the love
Of the world

Together

Friday, September 29, 2006

The Backyardigans


You Moved Me Again





Samples used: Stevie Wonder

My Cherie Amour - "La La La La La La"
Signed, Sealed, Delivered I'm Yours - "Oh Precious Sweetheart", "Oh Yeah Baby"

You Moved Me





Samples used: Stevie Wonder

Signed, Sealed, Delivered I'm Yours - "Oh Yeah Baby"