Just Listen
No sounds
no instrumental
Just my breathing
and my beating heart
forgive me but I'm trying
to be sentimental
I just don't know where to start
how does one get in your heart?
I'm searching for diamonds
not the broken parts
Your beautiful and
My emotions are high
and I don't know what
I'm getting into
but do we really need a reason why
when our heart sees potential
I think I'm definitely worth
getting into
I'm pouring out my heart
just using a paper and a pencil
my two favorite utensils
I wanted to avoid spilling my heart
like a cold coffee being knocked over
Love has knocked me down
and I'm still slouching over
I want you near me
because it feels as natural
as having Halloween candy on
October 31.
I bet you could rip through this plastic rap
and find the real me using just your teeth
and I know you could savor me like cake down underneath
but all sexual stuff aside I really just want
you to hear me.
Feel me.
The real me.
No distractions.
I only hope for a positive reaction.
Your lips on mines intertwined
Just listen to my body
and the beating of my heart
than maybe you'll know where
to start.
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