Slow Dance Poem by Louis Borgo

Words take time to gather some times when have the call I.D on hold,
Like the weather we can't predict it but give the weather man a change,
To at less get it right,
I heard them say from mile away,
Have she every made you mad to the point where you start to twitch,
So you start to breath a little difference a workout just not a workout it intense,
I'm starting to think a little difference pin point a pen ball to where the pen stray,
The ink,
I heard them say from mile away,
I heard them say from mile away,
I put my heart out on a table lost one lost to many,
Now the words come back to me like a panicking of a disco,
I'm not in this for attention this goes out to a A.P.P for a distance lover,
How supposed to make amend for classes I didn't attention,
Lover of lovers and those of wise tell,
Make them love it or leave it along,
And by the paste of the song we maybe young but we not worried out,
Just a start of a lover tell,
I heard them say from mile away,
Still in love with you.