She doesn't want the German cars and the sunroofs
But she doesn't want me either
Her husband is away
She'll never be led astray
Because of me
We'll never be
Be who she wants to be
I wonder if when he's in the room
If he thinks of me
Thinking about you
Your on his mind
Until the end of time
While I unwind at high-top tables with my friends
Glancing across the city streets
Hoping to see you on the crosswalk
Come by and window shop
Pick your poison
It's me
Do you like the display?
She doesn't want the white picket fence and the country club wedding
She doesn't want a lot of things
Crystal rings and thousands of kings
Could never desire
Her heart is a fire
Nobody could truly love this liar
We'll never be
Be who we want to be
A walk across the street
Through old alleyways and ambient avenues
I am a part of you
See you soon
Meet me in the middle
I miss you
And who we used to be.
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Stars of Freedom
PoetryI have completed "Threads Deep Within", so here is my new poetry, short story etc. book. Thank you <3 8/22/22- 12/14/23
