Wipe away your shadows so I can see your eyes
Your attention is my temptation
My heart is screaming at my senses
But my mind won’t take action
Under trellises of hope
Is where I think of you
With the sun on your face
And your eyes penetrating back into mine.
I am the lullaby you used to
Hear before bed,
Impelling those soft, calm thoughts
Into your head
You’re a distant roller coaster
Missing out on the first drop
Means I’m constantly behind
Your front seat favorites
But when I try to move up
I just get thrown off by your sharp curves.
Paint a picture of this while you’re reading
Then send it to me in a month
And we’ll see what October has to say
Its gold leaves add to the magic
This park, this bench, our thighs almost connect
And the lines on our jeans match up to say,
My chances are falling faster than that tear dripping down your face.