Locks of hair, tracing beauty bare.
Got lost in your eyes and forgot about your hair.
Lips calling, heart falling,
not broken, just misspoken
Looking at you,
I don’t know where my brain-is.
beauty is smart like Cambridge,
lips speak a diff'rent language.
Lips in a smirk,
lipstick stains a heart
more than a shirt.
Couldn’t speak about it,
lips went weak without it,
grocer’s salad pretty valid,
let’s cook dinner - add some shallots!
Us working out a fit, muscles and curves motion a fit-bit.
Bought you a bracelet, not tasteless, you shake it,
tracks your moves, like my eyes watchin’ yous,
your eyes hazel hues, can’t look away from a match-lit fuse
I’ll make sure to turn you on every night, like the 9 ‘0’clock news.
heart-beating seams under shirt.
In love, don’t dry clean
that heart-raving undershirt.
Fraying stitches, desire a future Mrs.
faucet washing dishes,
closet bossing Mrs.
flirt and support her wishes,
then she’ll show you what bliss-is
cranberry lips, a fan-buried-in-hips
distracted by the seams on her skirt
feel eyes down her legs, while heels in the dirt.can’t tell if skirt sprinkled or boastful-flirt…