Even when I'm spent,
I sprint to you.
Your sleeping in the sun,
I shade you.
When your not so fun,
I clown or cry for you,
A smile on your face,
I shape to fill the space for you.
We're far from oxymoron,
Not alone together, a dull shine or honest liars
Pair bonding in oxytocin
Ice my fingers, then you blow'n
Them, cool my body,
Adds to grow on,
The passion we two flow from.
Jun 16, 2012
Jun 16, 2012 at 7:33 AM UTC
Even when I'm spent,
I sprint to you.
Your sleeping in the sun,
I shade you.
When your not so fun,
I clown or cry for you,
A smile on your face,
I shape to fill the space for you.
We're far from oxymoron,
Not alone together, a dull shine or honest liars
Pair bonding in oxytocin
Ice my fingers, then you blow'n
Them, cool my body,
Adds to grow on,
The passion we two flow from.