Single Kisses
Focused on you, a wild demons stare
With a motion it happens
A emotion flattens
As you fall beneath a demons glare
He notices most things that happen
Might even pick the clothes you wear
Believe it or not he really does care
Knows whats best and helps me get there
To perfection the performance blacken when he's scared
Things fall apart if he's not helping me be prepaired
Guidence and experience for me his mare
Sometimes I wonder what it would be like without a demon here
He loves positive reactions with greatness and flair
And how people love me after he dares
Carefully he holds me through a very small tear
Me I guess I am getting used to, just hangin round rare
Copyright © Courtney Courtney | Year Posted 2012
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