x eNiGmA kiD x
Bluelighter
I don't wonder how you would feel being with me...
you've been mine... not formally, nor completing
but mine, in a way no one can have you.
I had you before you knew what you wanted in life
I had you when the gleam of your eyes spelled innocence
I had your soft whispers in the night, under that clown ceiling fan
I had your confessions of love, fear and hate
I have so many pieces that are you combined... in a collection in time.
I don't wonder how your kisses feel...
I've kissed those sexy lips a good number of times to
remember the after taste it's left me till now...
...in drunken bathrooms, at the bar listening to those jukebox rock songs
next to that whinny joke of a girl, on the streets of Hialeah;
(Lago Plaza) teasing boys with our sexiness and carelessness,
sitting on that little concrete murito at that homestead rave (before "A" showed up),
Nikki's point on 2-4 ave...
I know how passionate they can be, how aggressively it can get...
how softly they can end, leaving my lips alone and uncovered again...
I don't wonder how being your girlfriend would feel...
we've act like it so many times before... people have said it and we have too, playing...
we've argued about stupid things and made up like two little girls
and every time I see little flowers on the ground I think of the times we've exchanged them
and all those times we would take hours to get ready and go somewhere,
at the mirror adding extra touches to our make up
I don't wonder how you'd look bare just wearing your hair down...
my eyes have captured every time you've undressed before me...
not for me...but I looked anyway...
your beauty has always been too sexy, too natural, to deny.
I don't wonder how it would feel to live with you...
I knew your house better than mine... and that weekend at the Hyatt, I still where that robe
your cooking for the kids... watching tv with you on those comfy couches
watching you lay on your bed and kick kermit and his friend back and forth with your bubble toes,
while talking on the phone with god knows who
I don't wonder how it would feel being your wifey...
respect and appreciation we've maintained, like that of a couple in love
I don't wonder how love would feel coming from you...
we've been in love, in so many types of ways
but why does my heart feel this way...
your bestfriend,
-dreams
[ 18 May 2002: Message edited by: x eNiGmA kiD x ]
you've been mine... not formally, nor completing
but mine, in a way no one can have you.
I had you before you knew what you wanted in life
I had you when the gleam of your eyes spelled innocence
I had your soft whispers in the night, under that clown ceiling fan
I had your confessions of love, fear and hate
I have so many pieces that are you combined... in a collection in time.
I don't wonder how your kisses feel...
I've kissed those sexy lips a good number of times to
remember the after taste it's left me till now...
...in drunken bathrooms, at the bar listening to those jukebox rock songs
next to that whinny joke of a girl, on the streets of Hialeah;
(Lago Plaza) teasing boys with our sexiness and carelessness,
sitting on that little concrete murito at that homestead rave (before "A" showed up),
Nikki's point on 2-4 ave...
I know how passionate they can be, how aggressively it can get...
how softly they can end, leaving my lips alone and uncovered again...
I don't wonder how being your girlfriend would feel...
we've act like it so many times before... people have said it and we have too, playing...
we've argued about stupid things and made up like two little girls
and every time I see little flowers on the ground I think of the times we've exchanged them
and all those times we would take hours to get ready and go somewhere,
at the mirror adding extra touches to our make up
I don't wonder how you'd look bare just wearing your hair down...
my eyes have captured every time you've undressed before me...
not for me...but I looked anyway...
your beauty has always been too sexy, too natural, to deny.
I don't wonder how it would feel to live with you...
I knew your house better than mine... and that weekend at the Hyatt, I still where that robe
your cooking for the kids... watching tv with you on those comfy couches
watching you lay on your bed and kick kermit and his friend back and forth with your bubble toes,
while talking on the phone with god knows who
I don't wonder how it would feel being your wifey...
respect and appreciation we've maintained, like that of a couple in love
I don't wonder how love would feel coming from you...
we've been in love, in so many types of ways
but why does my heart feel this way...
your bestfriend,
-dreams
[ 18 May 2002: Message edited by: x eNiGmA kiD x ]
