he holds my face
like
glass
glass
glass glass glass.
and sings me silly stupid lullaby's.
my makeup is and hair is and mind is
everywhere
and he kisses me.
holds the door open.
he pays as much as i let him.
he holds my hand
spins me in circles
until im laughing
completely giddy.
im silly.
its fine.
he smiles and i smile because he smiles at my smile and arent we a pair of nonesenesical?
and its like i couldnt ask for anything better
as for you?
you never deserved me
1 comments:
LOVE this matey - I wish I was blessed with such enticing words.. My vocab is pretty benign these days.
I shall be back for more wise words
Yours truly
WE SPY WITH MY LITTLE i
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