Slow Dancing on Rose Petals

Roses curve almost as delightful as her curves Roses curve like cursive italics Roses curve like bed sheets We sleep on petals in Brazil, eyes azul Love is crazy and I'm a fool For you I'd drop dead by bullet because your gorgeous shouts gracious goodness Roses made the word vivacious Curves that aren't tasteless Let's face it nobody knows where lost souls find hope But when we slow dance with no audience, I swear I've found it Roses die but the feelings forever grow Roses curve like her smile and it makes joy bloom Roses bow but this bouquet isn't for the play She takes center stage My darlin darlin, my gorgeous rose This love is old school, it's all I need Old school cassette tapes with the same warm sound as your voice Vinyl symphonies that match your heartbeat I just want that to be My theme music for my paper machete mentality Molding this house of balloons while I watch channel orange Her Divine Feminine sharing the same background With my Igor reflection Love is a wasteland But the petals we dance on make it easier p.s. the world slows down with you in my arms...