she's mine

She's mine and mine

See her, she's mine

Red lipstick and small talk

She's mine

The smile, the laugh and whisper mine

Her and I

Crossing the road, hand in hand

And the hand all mine

The winds and cars crush our bones and I

Bite my nails, hands still crossed

And her, like an egg 

Tasteless and wet

We're high

And her breasts, blurry like mist

The ballons and belly mine

Trust me 

When you'll see her

You'll know who I am

who she is 

Is all mine