Wish we could stop
Quit. End it. Over. Pop.
Read my lips-
With your lips
And I’ll bite-
Just a little.
Don’t worry-
Only a nibble.
It wouldn’t hurt
Not much anyway-
Just a little flame
A tiny love spark
Altogether different-
From the way-
You
Scorch
My
Heart.
Here’s a thought-
And this pertains to you
I can’t continue-
To be second….
Not out of two.
You have this choice-
You can’t split your heart
I’m afraid of what I know
Afraid I’ll fall apart.
Jun 20, 2011
Jun 20, 2011 at 10:49 PM UTC
Wish we could stop
Quit. End it. Over. Pop.
Read my lips-
With your lips
And I’ll bite-
Just a little.
Don’t worry-
Only a nibble.
It wouldn’t hurt
Not much anyway-
Just a little flame
A tiny love spark
Altogether different-
From the way-
You
Scorch
My
Heart.
Here’s a thought-
And this pertains to you
I can’t continue-
To be second….
Not out of two.
You have this choice-
You can’t split your heart
I’m afraid of what I know
Afraid I’ll fall apart.
