Maybe she's born with it
Maybe she's been manipulated
Maybe she's more than just a pretty face
Whatever that smile meant
or if it was as half-angelic
as i thought it
Or if she meant to grace my lonely
finger tips
Maybe she's the muse
Who's harp I should be plucking
heart strings for
Maybe she's the missing music
To drop the the four back on the floor
To beat my
heart with her holy hands
To cross the first threshold
A call to adventure
to the heart beaten path
Rendezvous
A meeting with the Goddess
She's my Hepburn
burning up my *****
in the smoking
little black
(un)dress
to bring that light back again
Maybe it's all in my head
Maybe she keeps me stimulated
Maybe baby girl keeps me born again
May 4, 2014
May 4, 2014 at 9:22 PM UTC
Maybe she's born with it
Maybe she's been manipulated
Maybe she's more than just a pretty face
Whatever that smile meant
or if it was as half-angelic
as i thought it
Or if she meant to grace my lonely
finger tips
Maybe she's the muse
Who's harp I should be plucking
heart strings for
Maybe she's the missing music
To drop the the four back on the floor
To beat my
heart with her holy hands
To cross the first threshold
A call to adventure
to the heart beaten path
Rendezvous
A meeting with the Goddess
She's my Hepburn
burning up my *****
in the smoking
little black
(un)dress
to bring that light back again
Maybe it's all in my head
Maybe she keeps me stimulated
Maybe baby girl keeps me born again
I met a girl and she makes me think in metaphors.
