You
Oh no you sit
Really
I insist

Infact my whole trajectory supposedly pivots on you taking that seat
And not getting up

I don't know who you are

You have a different chromosomal make up
So were obviously a match

The frequency of my laugh
Moving from my lips is intriguing to you
Your thoughts have created a godess from a human

I wish you wouldn't

Yes the weather is right for a ride
And coconut surprise
But this whole sharade is rather sterile

Boy seeks out girl cause of her chest and the way she sits just so in the nest...

It's all so calculated and conducted like chopan
How bout raw unruly foot in mouth utterances Jackson ******* type splatter

How bout we show our worst cards and see if one is worthy of the good a test to extend the boundaries of our so called yard

How bout we throw up on the first date and skip the second

How bout we  call it check mate and  shake hands with the aching spirit inside, save a seat for a much

looser rhyme