Her Name . . . is Cupcake

20110521

Fall for your type (Angel Haze)

You are an ocean's breeze, I am the tidal wave.
You're every paragraph, I'm just the title page.
You have the heart I hold exactly where you desire it.
It's all so effortless like what you did to acquire it.
Each time I find it harder, just to keep my composure.
I'm tryna show you all of me, like indecent exposure.
Look... I'll be the gun, you be my holster.
I need your love, I need you closer.
Seems like forever when only an hour has past.
We falling slower than grains of salt in an hour glass.
Emotions running wild, you are who tames them.
My only means of tranquility, you are my sanctum !

&& if I could, I'd take your eyes && make them blend in w/ the stars so that whenever we're not together I'll still see them from afar.
But that's insane, I'd do what ever just to feel you.
Even all of that don't come close to what I will do!
They say love holds the power to fufill you...
Heal you, kill you, hurt && abuse you, take you away from what your use to.
I'm trying to paint a picture, like the canvas plain.
Trying to put together the words like a scrabble game.

Look, I pour my heart out in the effort just to win you.
I modify my actions soley so they won't offend you.
I mean I would wrestle time even if it'd get rewinded.
Everything you looking for, in me is where you'll find it.
So you can stop your searchin baby, I know you're hurting baby.
Your self-esteem so low sometimes that you feel worthless baby.
Okay you hide it well, but you know I can tell.
I see right through that bullshit that you be trying to sell.
So let it drop, let it fall, let it blow with the wind.
I told you once, I told you twice, && Imma tell you once again...
that I'll be here, yeah I'll be here.
&& if love is blind, then my mental is clear.
&& all we have is time && good intentions, fuck your breaks, fuck your suspicions .
Put your foot upon that gas && drive til you dont see your past.
Yeah, drive until your vision is blurred.
&& let my voice tell our story... SPOKEN WORD !

Fuck em, let em hate, we're where they never was.
&& fucking Shakespeare couldn't have wrote a better love.
But people tell me that I'm tripping when I say your different.
&& when they ask me how, I cant provide a description
... You don't need one...
I would disconnect them all, like a broken joint.
Just to prove I only see you like a focal point.
I know that the distances, might cause some complications.
But you make me feel good, fucked up, exonerated.
Still I wonder what you're like beneath the shackles that you're wearing.
I been longing to release you from a load thats overbearing.
Tell me, are you protected by your gaurd boo ?
Or could I blow && make it fall like cards do ?
&& I ain't interested til it involves you.
You got your doors locked, && I just saw through.
Have you reached the height of loneliness ? Cuz we all do !
But everything that goes up gotta fall too !

My first time, falling for your type. =)


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