Baby when I first saw you
I was giving blood
Your smile wasn’t even directed at me
You made more than just my blood flow.
Baby when you spoke to me
Teeth biting that luscious bottom lip
Something grew in me like certain magical beanstalks
And of course I had to climb that.
Baby when you touched my hand
You steadied me physically
Unsteadied me mentally
Because you were softer than a Johnsons baby.
Baby when you gave me your number
The foundations of my soul shook
I aint saying you were heavy
But you were a weight I’d gladly become Atlas for.
Baby when we kissed for the first time
I was dreaming
It never happened.
And aint that a ******* tragedy.
May 29, 2016
May 29, 2016 at 2:40 PM UTC
Baby when I first saw you
I was giving blood
Your smile wasn’t even directed at me
You made more than just my blood flow.
Baby when you spoke to me
Teeth biting that luscious bottom lip
Something grew in me like certain magical beanstalks
And of course I had to climb that.
Baby when you touched my hand
You steadied me physically
Unsteadied me mentally
Because you were softer than a Johnsons baby.
Baby when you gave me your number
The foundations of my soul shook
I aint saying you were heavy
But you were a weight I’d gladly become Atlas for.
Baby when we kissed for the first time
I was dreaming
It never happened.
And aint that a ******* tragedy.
to the one that walked away
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