I dream about you
Even though I shouldn’t be
Dangerous mind game
I smell your aura
All in my clothes…in my hair..
Intoxicating
Every fiber
Of my being says you’re bad
Lust says otherwise
Dimly lit French bar
The heat between us sticky
Sweat runs down my spine
You love the way that
I drank water through my straw
Imagine lips curled around…
You’re so bad you’re good
So arrogant …it’s sexy
Loathe yet lust for you
You’re on my mind
I wonder if I’m on yours
Aimlessly wishing
Southern Summertime
A deadly combination
For bad decisions
The dangers of you
Outweight safety of my heart
Pleasureable pain
Even though I shouldn’t be
Dangerous mind game
I smell your aura
All in my clothes…in my hair..
Intoxicating
Every fiber
Of my being says you’re bad
Lust says otherwise
Dimly lit French bar
The heat between us sticky
Sweat runs down my spine
You love the way that
I drank water through my straw
Imagine lips curled around…
You’re so bad you’re good
So arrogant …it’s sexy
Loathe yet lust for you
You’re on my mind
I wonder if I’m on yours
Aimlessly wishing
Southern Summertime
A deadly combination
For bad decisions
The dangers of you
Outweight safety of my heart
Pleasureable pain
No, YOU are so bad that you're good. This was some Hot Ish. You are sweet with the prose.
ReplyDeleteAgreed, if one isn't careful that Southern Summertime can sneak up on a person in the most unforgiving manners.
But if it does, enjoy yourself.
@Don..thank you! You make me blush! :) I appreciate it. And well..summer isnt over yet :)
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