Graceful is her way
I don’t think you’ll ever know.
Pigeon-toed and collapsed chest.
He’d probably die if your glance graced him.
nervous crooked smile, taste of blood from biting his lip.
But for a moment, but for a dance,
the briefest of skin touching his hands.
You could take him home,
he’d doing anything for you.
Taking the shoes off your sore feet,
warming your cold toes.
Wrapping your shoulders in my arms,
Let me kiss your neck.
Take me to the bedroom and I’ll keep you company,
Let me make you feel loved.
Your heartbeat has the effect of calming
falling asleep with your beautiful body pressed close to mine.
Don’t let morning come.
