Six minutes and counting

[Auset]

Blow out the candles
count the stars in the sky
paint rainbows between clouds
it's your day
I've waited for you
I've talked in tongues only you could understand
only for you to forsee that it was you and me baby
don't find it pecurliar
I've been with you through storms of
indiscretion involving mind movement and
evoking the spirits of many to errupt
I saw time take form due to the beauty in your eyes
How could this be?
You ask me your delicate question
how humble you are
and of course I answer you because you intrigue me to
You see I've buried treasures in your eyes
the king that only I can recover
because it's hidden under riddles
behind the ridicule screaming for attention
but could never get enough
pretty brown eyes
deep smooth chocolate skin
long finger nails
lenthy strong auburn hair
your locs hold knowledge
knowledge of your years
I propose you let them grow as long as they can get
See just how much you can endure
In the last six minutes before your born day
twenty five years
wrapped in sweetness
yes happy birthday to you
in less than six minutes...