I seem to recall the timid response
I inflicted upon our social value
When I would hazard eye contact
With you
In the food aisle.
It was that smile
& it was lodged in my throat
I couldn't brave a manly voice
Struck stupid, & young
Love struck, & dumb
Thus, it was a wild stroke of luck
That we are laying in bed
Tucked in
& Naked
Jul 30, 2014
Jul 30, 2014 at 2:00 PM UTC
I seem to recall the timid response
I inflicted upon our social value
When I would hazard eye contact
With you
In the food aisle.
It was that smile
& it was lodged in my throat
I couldn't brave a manly voice
Struck stupid, & young
Love struck, & dumb
Thus, it was a wild stroke of luck
That we are laying in bed
Tucked in
& Naked
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