10:09 pm / 13.05.04
I want more.
If rainstorms aren't your thing
and you can't stand the taste of a good smoothie
i don't want you.
I need a new kind of love
the type you clean up for
the kind you
dress down for.
I need a pepermint sented love
and I want more
i want the arches over head
and the ocean at my feet.
i want a rhyme and a song
i want you to simply adore me
so if you don't like jazz,
and you haven't written your name in the palm of your hand
if staying up very late makes you tired.
you've got to go.
I need a new kind of friendship
a new kind of love.
a sweet tasting love
a cinnimon scented love.
so if you sleep in your favorite shirt
and you like to open the windows at night
if you turn the shower water cold for the last few seconds,
if you always start the crossword.
you're looking for my new kind of love.
with out boundries
just two happy people praying on knees
and bruises considered gold.
i want your sweet tasting love.