"Make love to me," you said
In your truck bed, as I mounted you.
You had no idea what you were saying
Would feel like you were playing with my heart.
This is more than fun and games
And screaming your name as we lose control.
You've more than left your mark -
You've taken hold of my heart, and my mind.
You say you're not ready,
That your life is too unsteady for a new love.
But you can't deny what started on a lark
Quickly turned into a spark like no other.
Can't we just let it burn
And see where each turn leads us?
Let's take it one day at a time -
I'll be yours and you be mine, for however long it lasts.
Jun 11, 2016
Jun 11, 2016 at 7:31 PM UTC
"Make love to me," you said
In your truck bed, as I mounted you.
You had no idea what you were saying
Would feel like you were playing with my heart.
This is more than fun and games
And screaming your name as we lose control.
You've more than left your mark -
You've taken hold of my heart, and my mind.
You say you're not ready,
That your life is too unsteady for a new love.
But you can't deny what started on a lark
Quickly turned into a spark like no other.
Can't we just let it burn
And see where each turn leads us?
Let's take it one day at a time -
I'll be yours and you be mine, for however long it lasts.
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