Interjection

by Parizo Van Thulare The calls we have smell love Our minds are driven by lust I'm too far by distance I'm too close by feelings It is hard for me to sleep You are the one who is holding the keys The keys to my heart and soul You drive my mind with no foul You heard me searching too deep I bet u love is as luxurious as a jeep You talk so smooth You are treating me so good You always know how to change my mood If by chance you falling for me Feel free to mend me If by heart you need me Please come and be Mrs me