Obsession
I was driving home in a Cadillac
When I saw this girl I adore
But she looked just like a total whack
All colored up like a marble floor
I smiled and waved but she never looked
She was expert at being coy
I kept driving and seeing her vision
It was a vision of eclectic joy
I decided to turn the car around
I felt like an immature boy
But I had to see those colors again
An obsession I wish to destroy.
Copyright © Andrew Battaglino | Year Posted 2016
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