Aug 2014
You slip off my tongue
Every five seconds
Your name stumbles out of my mouth
Every time I open it
I taste you
In every syllable
And I don't know how
To wash you out
Maybe I don't want to.
Every five seconds
Your name stumbles out of my mouth
Every time I open it
I taste you
In every syllable
And I don't know how
To wash you out
Maybe I don't want to.
