So here's the deal
I wasn't lying
I'm head over heels
But I can't figure out
Why my head
Is by your heels
I'm still trying to figure out
How nap time
Became our time
To work up sweat
I adore you
Your smile leaves me dazed
Your lips I crave
You make me weak
Yet give me the strength
To do things
Only circus people should do
Let me run my fingers through your hair
Let your kiss bring me near
Care to explain
Why your clothes aren't here
Why my shirt is there
I don't mean to stare
But damn
Baby you hot
Like summers in Egypt
You seem to be well equipped
To take on anything I've got
So even if I hit the spot
You'd never tell
Just bring it back
Making me want you more
This isnt the Black Album
But I cant seem to escape her Allure
Yes I adore you
But more then a mere plush doll
I dont want to play with you at all
Rather I will not play you at all
But I'd love to go one on one
Maybe develop a relationship
Like Love and Basketball
But us
They'd call it Love and Minds Walls
Cause as poets
Our minds walls
Paint pictures the sizes
Of great halls
We could spray paint ink pens
Me and you we can fall asleep and
Wake up wherever
I'm clever but Paris Tokyo
Stays with my boy Lu
Me I want to be wherever
As long as it's next to you
To Be Continued...
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