It’s Friday night 🌙, the last day of May. I’m all all alone, it’s okay. A million miles from you. I did not do anything, anything, except love you. I am waiting for a girl, a girl somewhat like you, I’m waiting for my factory girl…………
Tag: Lovesick
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Her lips move, though I don’t hear. Eyes flash lovingly. My heart beats magically. This is were we long to be…..
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Which way to Wichita, she whispered in my ear. I need some time to clear my mind. If you want me, I’ll be there. My brain is bruised, body spent. It clearly wasn’t an accident. I’ll be fine, we’ll do it again. Starting in Wichita, early next spring………..
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I was trying to care, promise I swear. I couldn’t help she was there. Acting so innocent, unaware. One fraction of one hundred. A moment in time. For a split second, I thought she was mine……
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Standing with her, only us. She looks at me, smiling like sunshine. Looking so desirable, so damm fine. I can’t believe she’s mine. Mercy me, please please, never leave….
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She scares me, shakes me to the core. Like some kind of drug, I want more and more. Can’t help myself, that’s for sure. I’m not in love, not again. Though it seems like everytime, this is how it begins……….
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Beautiful blue, wonderful too. Walking hand in hand, just me and you. Laughing at nothing, feelings so deep. Gazing lazily, smiling crazily……Girl, you make everything complete………
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Forty-five miles south of Colorado Springs. In a dimly lit pub named “The Coyotes Den”. Five nights a week, more often than not. The songstress sang ballads, played piano, stole hearts. Cowboys rode in from miles around, hooting and howling as she sang her songs. Nevertheless, only one thing on her mind, the banjo player she left behind……
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Lips of honey, sweet like candy. My oh my, she is dandy. My sweet tooth is in a frenzy, needing a fix, driving me crazy. I’ll never get enough of her sugary kisses. She’s obviously the answer to all of my wishes……..
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She danced on down to New Orleans. Pursuing the man of her very best dreams. Since she was young, he was the one. Though, he’s a rambling gambling crum. With rose colored glasses and a forgiving heart. It’s easy this way, playing a part…….
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