Girl.
I'm annoyed with you - catching my eye, as you do.
The lustrous auburn of your hair,
The curve of your white willow-whip body.
The dreams I have
Of where your cardinal pout may go...
I'm enchanted by you - teasing my mind, as you do.
The tight formation of your wit,
The pictures a stray word can speak to me.
The dreams I have
Of what your wicked mouth could do...
I'm spoiled by you - chipping away at me, as you do.
The cold cut of your diamond heart,
The rainbows it casts over my better judgement.
The dreams I have
Of what your tasteful lips could whisper...