Your beauty is a dream
I just woke up
Finding horror
In this love scene
Baby I've got demons
You may not see them
But they're as real as day and night
I have to make this right
There was this girl last night
Her beauty
Could give a wingless bird flight
A blind man sight
A dead man breath
A straight man go left
Nothin happened
Just some drinkin, converation, and laughin
But I left thinkin what could of been
But then you cross mind
Remembering all the times
Seeing that smile when I walked in
Give me a kiss on the cheek
We go down stairs
I fall asleep
Thinkin about calling her
On a late night creep
Dreaming of finger nails in my back
Biting my shoulder when you climax
Lay down my head hits the pillow case
Look up
It's you
But it's not your face
No comments:
Post a Comment