You with the grey shoes,
Pink soles, yes you.
How did you walk so gently on,
Cute tippy-toes, oh so subtle,
Right into my heart?
No no, please, please do stay.
Purple, shimmery like diamonds,
It blocks your desirable figure, oh no-
Believe me, you do wear your clothes and that bag
On a precious gem wrapped in fine silk pulled taut.
Your pretty face, fair skin,
I find no words that can exact such a picture.
Honey, oh honey sweet,
Sweet like the lips, oh you melt me soft
When you smile, or chance me with poses-
Kiss-lips, sparkling eyes. I stumble for lines to say,
I forget my script, no, don't cut this scene!
I was going to ask if I could,
Could j-just, well,
Hold mine against them?
...pretty please, oh pretty please?
You with the blue heels,
Brown hair, yes you.
Stay here, always stay here,
Please don't ever walk out.
I'm outside your door, knocking,
Waiting for you to open your heart and say the words
I die a little everyday wishing to hear.
Murder
10 years ago
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