If I'm a plumber then she's my princess peach,
if she's Zelda, then I'm her Link.
If my life was Contra, then she's my Konami Code.
Can't you tell ny Lady is the subject of this ode?

If she's Curly Brace then I'm her counterpart Quote,
Seriously, I'm in love with her if you didn't catch it I left a few notes,
If I'm the Belmonts, then she's the vampire killer,
if I'm Michael, she's my thriller.

If I'm Pac-Man, then she's my Miss
If I'm Alucard, then she's my transformation into mist
If I'm Kirby then she's waddle Dee,
quite frankly this is getting sappy so I'll get to the point.
I love this girl more than a stoner loves a joint.

(bonus points if you can name all the games referenced, and the Konami Code)

I walked into the park as the leaves crunched underneath my feet
I drank in the fall air that tasted ever so sweet around me.
I stared around at the sun drenched leaves
the colors slowly changing
I observed two squirrels gathering leaves for the upcoming icy cold winter,
I watched all of this like a cinematic movie
Nature making its fall display before the cruel winter turns her frozen head...
and kills off these lovely autumn leaves.
"Let it go!" they say but part of me can't let it die, for those colors so vivid are my addiction, I love to watch them dance upon my eyes

I lost a wall to love from my girlfriend
but I have a personal guard no one probably Will ever break down I may try to laugh but under my guise you'll maybe see nothing but tears and a frown I've been knocked down so often I've grown fond of the ground.

now people say that I'm a wonderful person with qualities that people could write essays about but I've never believed that because it sounded like something a bull shat and spat on, while I detached and shut up around people because part of me is too accustomed to receiving nothing but humanities evils fakeness and brain stress became part of my psyche in and out of context so I said ***** humanity I'm going back within

by the way these are the words of a humanity victim.

if I told you that you have the looks of a Da Vinci painting
that your skin was soft as the canvas on which he was Raining his ideas
what would you do?

If I told you that your curvaceous body was vivid in its design
that being around me as you are, and not playing a role to try to please was just fine
if I wanted to tell the whole **** world you were mine... what would you do?

If I said that your hair sat like a little trophy
that every time I kiss your cheeks I love when they get all rosy
that your lips are soft and warming
like coffee early in the morning
what would you do?

if I said... that I'm falling hard for you
that I haven't like this in forever because it's true
that I've been hurt before
and I swear my heart just keeps on yearning for more...

what would you do?

I catch the bursting
water balloon with my face
*I'm coming for you

My clock, my watch,
I watch my clock.
The whip, the chains
The weight, the lock.
No time to lose,
I lose my time.
Wish I could take
The time to shake
and break this watch of mine.