You are my favorite passenger
my driver through tired eyes
You are my Nebraska rest stop lover
and the morning kiss in the tent.
You make my lips curl to a smile
and dance along your face.
You are the lime in my corona
and the clank to my bottle.
You are not my smores poptart
more like my layered dip
You're my backseat snoozer
and my cutest cuddle duddle
My late night fisherman
and my serving counterpart
You're my badlands baby cakes
You fill up my heart
You fill up my heart
Oct 20, 2017
Oct 20, 2017 at 1:07 PM UTC
You are my favorite passenger
my driver through tired eyes
You are my Nebraska rest stop lover
and the morning kiss in the tent.
You make my lips curl to a smile
and dance along your face.
You are the lime in my corona
and the clank to my bottle.
You are not my smores poptart
more like my layered dip
You're my backseat snoozer
and my cutest cuddle duddle
My late night fisherman
and my serving counterpart
You're my badlands baby cakes
You fill up my heart
You fill up my heart
