I see the line between two human-points,
each drink from the prides' fountain of self-admiration.
Juxtaposed one yields to find them a joint,
rivers the heart has now steamed feeds him inclination.
She plays with her hair as he draws near,
pure tension builds around this it's shelter.
A greeting forced out the mouth of fear,
she replies for his words inside melts her.
As the hours fly like birds in winter,
their conversation grows and he slowly falls.
an "I love you" bursts' out like a sore splinter,
she scowls at him and walks away...this I saw.
Every word of Shakespeare I have concieved,
dissolved by the girls who never believe.
each drink from the prides' fountain of self-admiration.
Juxtaposed one yields to find them a joint,
rivers the heart has now steamed feeds him inclination.
She plays with her hair as he draws near,
pure tension builds around this it's shelter.
A greeting forced out the mouth of fear,
she replies for his words inside melts her.
As the hours fly like birds in winter,
their conversation grows and he slowly falls.
an "I love you" bursts' out like a sore splinter,
she scowls at him and walks away...this I saw.
Every word of Shakespeare I have concieved,
dissolved by the girls who never believe.