Hypothetically … hypothetical
I will be your
soft rock gentle enough to lean
on strong enough to build on, strong
enough to hide behind when the elements
of life play rough, solid edges for the world but a soft core for you but always gentle enough to lean on.
I will be your sky the place you soar to and
saw through or maybe I am just trying to say I think you fly. As your sky I am reflection
of your light and I am one start that one star that watches over you as you
dream about me to night… I wouldn’t normally say this dream wrong but dream
right (wink) lol
I am be your flame I am bring the passion, intimacy affection
desire , that moment when you can’t say nothing, we are hot monogamy you can be the balloon I will
be the air together we rise, as long as
every morning I get wake up and look into those eyes as we get old I wont let
your lip your heart and your body feel the cold or lips get dry.
I am your Scarecrow as I
watch our love story start to unfold, the young braggadocios love that oozes out your eyes, tingles in your
bell and the artist of many sleepless night , I feel like a like little boys with the first pure love shy but honest my
hand out will you hold it? In the moment I am your scarecrow sent by Mr Gods to
watch over you as this love grows, and I have the best seat in the house, ay B
did you know that your skin glows? Did you know when Mr Gods sent me he told me
not come back home until I found you the
rose
hypothetically
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