Am in a rush though I still can say something
I always see you on a daily
You stand in the way of my eyes
Destructing my focus
Igniting my intentions
Rebuking my innocence
I hold my fingers crossed
To the day I had to meet with you
Your beauty never changes
And you have the best taste of design
Each day I look at your dress code
And am flattered by your collection
Then I wonder if you don’t get tired standing
All day, all weather.
I want to let you know that I will soon
Come back for you
As I stand in this corner of secrecy
I wonder if you could join me for dinner
Even a glass of wine would work
I won’t give you my address, because I know
Where exactly to find you
Mar 30, 2015
Mar 30, 2015 at 3:23 AM UTC
Am in a rush though I still can say something
I always see you on a daily
You stand in the way of my eyes
Destructing my focus
Igniting my intentions
Rebuking my innocence
I hold my fingers crossed
To the day I had to meet with you
Your beauty never changes
And you have the best taste of design
Each day I look at your dress code
And am flattered by your collection
Then I wonder if you don’t get tired standing
All day, all weather.
I want to let you know that I will soon
Come back for you
As I stand in this corner of secrecy
I wonder if you could join me for dinner
Even a glass of wine would work
I won’t give you my address, because I know
Where exactly to find you
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