By Arcassin Burnham

Lace up my good intentions
When I talk to ya,
But there are just things I can not bare,
Your love is too enticing,
Making love to ya,
Giving me those intoxicating stares,
Blue roses blowing in the wind from a secondary,
Not giving enough attention just seems kind of
scary,
I need your love just as much as a pint of Ben and Jerrys,
Trying to be blunt,
All I wanna say is motion carried,
Prancing,
Dancing,
Printing finger tips running down your spine,
Lifting pretty wings in my face,
Proud to say I'm glad your mine.