I know what i want n she doesn't look at me.. Her skin is tanned like she has been for years in my dreams... Below her shoulders hangs the length of her hair that I wanna grab... She turns me on n I'm at a lose of words when i hear her laugh... Triggering a deeper response wanting to be seen... From her presence I would never wanna leave... There's things about her that brings me to life... As who i am before her i could never hide... She's as soft as lotioned skin wanting to be touched... N i found her lingering in my thoughts long enough... For her face has not focused on me as of yet... Though I see her eyes taking notice in her surroundings not ready to place a bet... As short as her cute lil self can ever be... I believe she has disrupted the way i breathe... Creating a rush of emotions that has awakened the nerves... Each one wanting to reach for a feel to let the heart know it will never hurt... She's so fuckin pretty in ways i find perfection living in plain sight... As she's found her way rooted to the texture of my rhymes... Provoking what's been hidden to resurrect luv's truest form... I believe she could very well be my kinda norm...
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