Boys make good pets
I see you staring at me...
I hear your beautiful voice calling...I hear your voice raising in that high-pitched note that gives me goosebumps everytime
Words of love sprout from my mind killing envious passer-bys
Singing to just me I see that crazed look in your eyes!
Wish it was over...the time when we are apart...ever so apart
You look so far away oh so far away when you sing
When you release those word of compramising beauty...held hostage for too long
I swear I can almost shed a tear...or two...when I see the way your face comes to life
From that pale lifeless smile to that energized passionate expression that invades your precious face!
I'm your muse
I'm your "Keep it up" faerie
I swear to never bite you...hard.
by
BrittanyLafoeposted on 03/26/2008
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it has a certain piece of love i think we should all have in our hearts