The Air Is Nose Runnin' Cold
the air is nose runnin' cold
this rare day off is so needed
the only thing missing is the soft sound of your voice
too bad you had to work today
just know that i am thinking of you
of course, you won't believe me
deep down you wanna hit me with one of your overpriced pillows
i just smile and enjoy the day similar to the one you had just yesterday
i assure you that i am honest with my unspoken dedication
with a stolen kiss on the right cheek of your hiney, i go back the dreaming about driving to the coast
i should kick my own behind for waiting till the last minute to tell you about my idea
then again, we are leaving for the coast in a few weeks, so i remain calm in slumber
my cheap manpillow i firmly hold, i let the air consume me, which is wonderfully nose runnin' cold
i await your killing of me for that later....
Copyright © Marty King | Year Posted 2015
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