I
go weak in the presence of beauty.
Whoops
a daisy.
Flutter,
butter, mutter, stut.t.t.t.t.t.er.
All
at once
My
mouth gone dry,
Here
the chance
Of
real love I spy,
Someone
cute,
With
my little eye.
Pitter
patter, pitter patter.
Hazy,
crazy, she's amazing.
Legs
go weak
My
heart is aching,
Slow
motion rhythm
These
hands are shaking,
Pulls
the rug
An
earthquake making.
Sands
of time,
Flipping,
tripping, whipping, slipping.
Toll
the bell
My
reserve she's ripping,
Bold
as brass
To
my core goes gripping,
Heaven
help me
In
golden love she's dripping.
A
vortex spinning,
Soundless,
boundless, countless, careless.
The
damage done
My
sole-full eyes do weep,
For
her touch
Has
cut so very deep,
Take
me always
My
heart yours to keep.
Angelic
chorus,
Pure,
cure, lure, endure.
Mystical
soul train
My
command she's drumming,
Her
wicked potion
Are
my senses numbing,
And
only focus
She
is fast becoming.
Stardust
flakes,
Define,
combine, refine, all mine.
Held
in rapture
My
dreams take flight,
Her
pretty eyes
Have
held me right,
Before
such beauty
I
fell weak tonight....
J
x
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