Monday, November 12, 2007

Krazy

You kiss like--
Spring nectar, delivered from space
‘Tis a shame how I didn't want
To wipe your taste off my face
My heart fluttered to the beat
And I didn't know why
Like ships from nether worlds
My goodness, you fly
Seasons change all the time
Just to keep up with me
Helps me swivel in and out
New and old, respectively
The depth of my usually
Has lost rock, paper, scissors
To the intrigue of my spontaneity
I’m thankful for the quivers
And the shivers and the moans
And the groans and the homes
For ya whispers on the phone
Ya neuny on perm loan
For your approach and your landing
For your never-ending pit stop
So that we could soar together
‘Til that package from the stork drops
And I can call you wifey
And you can call me hubby
And the children, house and us
Well, we all look so lovely
Man, I’m feelin’ so bubbly
And alive amidst the day hazy
It’s so hard to satisfy these British chills
When you're feelin’ like you’re krazy

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