When I look at you,
It's like looking at a tulip on a rose bush.
When I talk to you,
It's like hearing a puppy purr.
When I hug you,
It's like hugging a soft, warm cactus.
And when I kiss you,
It's like kissing a pleasant wasp's sting.
You are the confusion that is love,
You are my tulip on the rose bush.
Nov 30, 2013
Nov 30, 2013 at 6:25 AM UTC
When I look at you,
It's like looking at a tulip on a rose bush.
When I talk to you,
It's like hearing a puppy purr.
When I hug you,
It's like hugging a soft, warm cactus.
And when I kiss you,
It's like kissing a pleasant wasp's sting.
You are the confusion that is love,
You are my tulip on the rose bush.
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