in all fairness
it isn’t your fault
that you graced me
with all you beauty
only the gods could’ve made
and the angles could’ve woven
and I cannot blame you
for my little beating heart
lies in the sidewalks of you smile
taking camps building campfires
in your burning eyes
in second and third degrees
in all fairness
you’ve done nothing wrong
but be perfect as you are
lashes long
tattoos along
all is just to heavenly in feeling
and I cannot blame you
in all sense
that I can wring out in my
dry but full mind
filled with me
falling deep into you
Jan 5, 2014
Jan 5, 2014 at 6:26 AM UTC
in all fairness
it isn’t your fault
that you graced me
with all you beauty
only the gods could’ve made
and the angles could’ve woven
and I cannot blame you
for my little beating heart
lies in the sidewalks of you smile
taking camps building campfires
in your burning eyes
in second and third degrees
in all fairness
you’ve done nothing wrong
but be perfect as you are
lashes long
tattoos along
all is just to heavenly in feeling
and I cannot blame you
in all sense
that I can wring out in my
dry but full mind
filled with me
falling deep into you
It's Jesse Rutherford who inspired me in this one. It's his eyes, voice, and tattoos that makes me want to fall more and more in love with him... and it's not his fault. Not entirely.
