We Can Be Friend

 We Can Be Friend

Why should I fall in love, not now, not again

Not again I cried, but there she was, I knew not her name

I knew not why, on this night my heart would die

I knew not the pain I would feel

It was art night on the mall

Her name was MS. Kimberly

I knew not the sorrow I would have to endure

And my love for MS. Kimberly

Is it for love alone that I shall endure hell itself

Or for the love of MS. Kimberly

As she greets the visitors, I set at the door

As she greets the visitors, I watch her work

After all she is MS. Kimberly, my friend

For the love of one woman, shall I go to hell

I am just a man, MS. Kimberly is woman

She shall know me not by my perfection

But by my mistakes, that I makes she smiles

An American in Asia, but she is my Delilha

If she is Delilah, then who am I

To be destroyed by a slander, brown hair woman, MS. Kimberly

Who am I, this is what I cry, in her womb I shall lose my identify

And upon her breast I shall forget my good name

For I am man and she is Delilha

And she said on a mild day in October

We can be friends, as she walks out the door

She is MS. Kimberly