You are the air of my respiration,
the blood of my circulation,
the beat of my heart,
and the smell of my fart.
I steel your undergarment,
and make it as an ornament.
One day you approach me,
"Bring it back, you crazy!"
My heart stop when,
you talk to me by then.
A grin form on my lips,
"Don't you know? I love you to bits!"
You slap me hard across my face,
"When will you stop, Mace?!"
I smile at you and reply,
"Until I die, my love. Until I die."
×o×o
This is dedicated to my creepy stalker last school year. Ugh, I can still remember his creepy smile and grin.
04-09-15
