king 'o' romanceA Poem by MARK JOHN JUNOR
king 'o' romance
measure the weight of what you see in her eyes hoping to define the mechanics of her mind and make a home in the comfort chair of her loves she tilts her head and smiles for your cutie pie romantic feel you wine and dine her senses with your finest lines and your best diplomat thoughtful courtship moves in your minds eye you are as smooth as king 'o' romance even in your JC Penny rags and she just runs out of breathin room whenever you walk in she just stops and with lips slightly parted looks deep into the loves of your eyes and tilting her head with that such a pretty girl smile says a super soft hello and with all the candle light dinners that you feel in that smile you know you can unbutton that cardigan and she would giggle and thats never a bad thing aint no reason either of you should be alone tonight you got a direction home its right there in her fingertips as they trace hellos on your forearm its right there in her toes curling in her flip flops so take her hand take her where she wants to go © 2014 MARK JOHN JUNOR |
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