she deals out kisses like hard candy with a coy smile and a swivel of her hips a sweet little laugh that sounds like ice before you know it she'll have your heart in her hands "love" is what she'll call it and you'll believe it too. but "love" doesn't last long with a swivel of her hips and a sweet little laugh your heart will go with her and you'll just be another name off her list another heart in her jar.
my brain farted this out in the wee hours of the morning.