I'm just a strange man Who wants to hold The finest rose in The world; Mine Jane......... Mine soulmate..........
Mine girl-
I'm just a young lad, With his head inside A darkened bag, Waiting for his Queen's dear Breath and kiss to poke holes of air Into the layers of heaven's Perfectness.
Because perfect, verily she is To me, a flawless gem Of many sea's.
Mine taste-buds bubble with Seed's, wanting her lipstick; Candy flavor.
This is mine love- Written down on paper; O' how I need her vapor---- Istic touch, her soul I feel, A vital must.