confidence, self tolerance
sleeping off
all of the hatred of innocence
and days go by and days go by
and days and days and days
and now
i am here
because I'm starting to tell myself
i am a mean, lean,
a righteous queen
and motivated, high strung
self-loving machine
with a tip toe heart and lips made of pixie dust
eyes of gold and platinum
i am a hard worked, over booked
wave of soaring passion
and perseverance, and perseverance
a perfection of a production facility
with a lighter in one hand and gasoline in the other
a feisty angel of wisdom
i am a soft, loved
a mistress of love
and sultry, touchy-feely
true romantic deep in my heart
with a quiet kiss and prized, prized lips
a hand to hold someone to talk to
i am a goddess, the hottest
touch you'll ever feel
and longed for, addictive
just like a drug
with a lighter in one hand and your heart in the other
ill set your insides on fire
i am a deep, dark
a mysterious open book
and intriguing, intelligent
playing tricks on your eyes every second
with an irresistible sound and licorice lips
a dangerous risk worthy disposition
i am me and that is the
one thing i can hold on to
a righteous queen of soaring passion
i am a mistress of love with the hottest touch you'll ever feel
a mysterious open book
