It like a tub that overflows
Like a can that busts open
If your love is my drug
Boy you got me higher than high
You on my mind all the time
You are the clouds I have my head in
But I am still afraid to ask
I rather this lust to last
Then love to just past
Am I moving too fast
Do you already have a soulmate
Is that the reason why you staying up late
Just wondering, but the truth is we both got a lot on our plate
So I will just leave it up to fate
When I make the first move it never goes good, so I’ll wait
Hopefully you ask me on a date
About the Creator
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Hey, I'm Emily! Thanks for reading. Hope you read something that inspires you. Or something that you find relatable.
A Dart at Dusk
Seconds ago, the sullen sun set on the two of us… my exuberant furry companion and me. A fresh breeze embraces us, delivering welcome relief from the day’s oppressive heat. His typical stumbling and staggering along — apace with a sloth — has turned into trip-trapping, high-stepping, almost skipping along.
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶a day ago in Petlife
Comments (6)
It does seem like a rap song, I hope you find love Emily, - You deserve it. Nicely Done!!
Oh, I hope he asks soon <3
It feels like lyrics to a rap! Wishing you best of luck for the last line 🤝🤍
I don't deal well with rejections and that's why I don't make the first move. Hope things go well for you 🥰🥰🥰
Hope springs eternal. ⚡💙⚡
Wonderful poets,i like your poets