you just can't wait
to swallow me up
in the destruction
that is you.
your eyes full of lust
filled kisses
that tasted like razor
cut tongues.
your breath reeks of ciggies
and peppermint chips.
yet, you never seemed to care
that I splash on jasmine vanilla
or lavender blues.
it's just me
with pecan colored eyes
that spread secret messages of
me, my blouse, and the love seat
all that eventually end up on the floor
wrapped around your arms
and bed head locks.
the romance is not dead, it's just sleeping.
Author notes
pick up snowpatrol's '98 album release: songs for polorbears
you will understand what I am talking about
Any advice would be lovely?
Comments
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Very nice lyrics! I love how you put your twist on that song. Good job!
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I love this!
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