She'll be in front of a mirror forever
Worried to death she's lost her appeal
But I take one look at her and be amazed
Worrying that I'll finish early when we start
Because she's so gorgeous that I can't handle
My urges to express
That in my male anatomy
There's not much else I'd enjoy just as much
Then spending the rest of my life losing my breath
To such a beauty
I can't imagine a loveless marriage
I'd be thinking
How can I make her scream in pleasure louder then last time?
It is a musical score that puts romanticism to shame.

I'm looking to rest
My beating heart
In your soft, smooth arms
Being connected to a subtle goddess
All she deserves is something modest
Your chest I want to rest
On into nightly peace
Security is what I feel
Your doubt's I always will repeal
When I love, it's for real
I'm here because everything you are has impress
Not just to see you undress
You are not someone to be controlled or abused
You are an embodiment of perfection
That chooses me among many other man
Her love is something you earn
I'll always try harder

Baby blue eyes
Beautiful blonde hair
Gorgeous but cautious eyes
Not a touch of make up
I'm thinking what a cutie
But even when she makes no effort older creepy guys still bother her

The most important component of a relationship
Is trust.
So brain-numbingly simple
Yet
People fail to comprehend it
Your problems will only distend
The more you hide and pretend
Don't let beauty end
Because fear has loomed irrationality over you
What strange creatures we are.

I just wanted to enjoy the day
Sitting on the bench
Glad I'm not in the drench
From the heat
Talking to people is so neat
But when you only start a conversation
To get my number
It only makes me feel number
To certain situations
I hate to assume
So that's why I don't easily partake
I'm trying to avert myself from the fakes
When you leave me here
Realizing you only wanted something out of me
It puts me into defeat
It's happened multiple times before
Tired of this deplore
This heart tries to vehemently roar
Positively.
It's definitely a fight

I thought I was the only one
To have these reproaching regrets of not staying in touch
It happens to be a story device we've seen too much
We make everything remote
Finishing this bad habit with a garrote
Is not the most pleasant portion of our lives
But the hammer has to come down somehow
We don't want to be sitting on a table asking ourselves why we didn't try when they were alive.

The fear of a soldier
Is a Hollow Point
The fear of the government
Is a Hollow Joint .