You’re a
vision of beauty
Even to
those who can’t see
Like chamomile
tea
Your
spirit calms me
Like a
bee I drink your nectar…
In my
mouth it turns ‘to honey…
like a
custom watchmaker
you make
time for me…
or so
you should
I catch
your gaze and wish you would
You make
my body hot and steamy
Like the
Engine That Could…
Making certain
parts jackknife like a semi…
And I’m
a F-150 under the hood
Hemi
Dreaming
about you screaming for more
Demi
Body like Meghan
Looking Good
with curves a Plenty
We talk
about it all
I want
to kiss
I want
to laugh
I want
to make your body quake
And turn
your bed into a lake…
You’re a
vision of beauty
Even to
those who can’t see
Like chamomile
tea
Your
spirit calms me
Like a
bee I drink your nectar…
In my
mouth it turns ‘to honey…
like a
custom watchmaker
you make
time for me…
yes you
do baby
no ifs
ands or maybes
we can relax
and lay
before
and after we lay
basking
in love
wet with
lust
tears of
joy
it’s As
We Lay without the infidelity..
it
Morning
sunshine
shines across your sleeping face
a new
day
but our
reality is together forever
no
separate ways
our
nights and days spent glazed in a happiness daze…
You’re a
vision of beauty
Even to
those who can’t see
Like chamomile
tea
Your
spirit calms me
Like a
bee I drink your nectar…
In my
mouth it turns ‘to honey…
like a
custom watchmaker
you make
time for me…
or so
you did
the
honeymoon is over , it seems
the
dreams we used to discuss have turned to dust
passing
thoughts
cast
away to domain of the mundane…
you don’t
even look at me the same…
if you
look at all
my phone
almost never rings at all
no text
no email
no
social networking…
what
seemed to be working no longer seems to be
what
seemed meant to be now feels unlikely…
the only
one fighting seems to be me…
so why
am I the one who feels guilty?
My dice
are in storage
I’ve
rolled enough 7’s
And crapped out enough times
No more
games for me
I think
of where I want to be
And only
you I see
To love
and make happy
And eventually
marry
So get
up off your ass and f**king help me!
You’re a
vision of beauty
Even to
those who can’t see
Like chamomile
tea
Your
spirit calms me
Like a
bee I drink your nectar…
In my
mouth it turns ‘to honey…
like a
custom watchmaker
please make
time for me…
Please..?
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