Tell me I'm pretty
with tears in my eyes
laugh at my jokes
and butcher my lies
you bring the bottle
I'll bring the heat
I was mapping my life
on the soles of your feet
you didn't mind
I was playing both sides
losing my marbles
hitting our stride
tell me I'm sweet
when I stare you down
you'll be in stitches
I'll be run out of town
the chief's out for blood
money's making a killing
I'm all in this time
flesh and spirit willing
you bring the bottle
and I'll meet you there
say that you love me
I'll say a little prayer
the passion awakens
as the tension grows
love keeps coming up
smelling like a rose.
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Love poems and poems of romantic interest (not erotica).
Autoprune 12 months.
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