I pine for her
I bring wine to her
I dress to the nines for her
I stand in line for her
I have designs on her
I eat key lime with her
No worry about time with her
I bump and grind with her
I laugh till i cry with her
Life is sublime with her
I pay the fine for her
I stop on a dime for her
I walk deepest mines for her
I chop down tall pines for her
My bells chime for her
I catch moon and sky for her
Steep hills i climb for her
I tow the line for her
I make rhymes for her
I make time for her
My soul shines for her
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment