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She's always saying to read more

My response is that I'm slow
At reading and my time
Is valuable elsewhere,

"It's not how long it takes,
It's how much you do it.
Don't be dense"

Got me there,

I'm making excuses for things
That she see can see through
Fairly easy

She's a steamy little thing
That you ought not lie to
But god damn if you can't help
Loving her because of it,

Her hair has been a mess of
Colors that makes you wanna
Taste the rainbow
And dive into directly,
First come first serve
Face first

I've played at being honest
To others, just saying what
Others want to hear at the
Expense of my dignity

She wants me at my best,
This wild haired steamy
Vixen loves to see me grow
And become complex

This girl makes me say what I mean
And I can tell that
It makes her shine
She seems to really dig me,

Nice.