Lillies and Ghosts

Bubblegum and Cherry Lipgloss

I don't see you idle in pink,

Not to stop and think,

About your eyelashes in a mirror,

Plaster above a sink.

Those things don't capture your attention,

But there's tension in my wrists,

Restraining my finger tips,

Busying them on piano keys,

Computer needs,

Can I do what I please.

Your lips are naturally-

Passively glancing,

My heart prancing,

My eyes dancing.

I've daydreamed about,

Lips made of clouds,

Lips made of bubblegum.

Where to run, hon, you're killing me.

Just a taste, you're alcohol,

I'll limit myself.

I swear to you.

Love me or hate me,

Do you even mean to play me?

I wonder, I ponder,

Living in thoughts of squalor,

You're a respectable girl,

You don't want the world,

You want the honest to god truth.

Well, honey, hear it is,

I kinda wanna kiss you