May 24, 2016 ( 10:40 p.m. )
O' mister, mister
I've been waiting for you
Searching, roaming
Can't wait to call you my boo
Mister, mister
Sweep me off my feet
Giggling, squirming
Hasten up my heart rate
Mister, mister
I've been dreaming about you
With all those glamour
And your toned-up suits
Mister, mister
I know that I'm just dreamin' 'bout you
And I know this is crazy
But, Mister, mister
I hope that this dream will come true.
YOU ARE READING
Poeme
Poetrysleepy thoughts, can't drift off with deep mind droughts, i want to express, not to impress. - ghastlyprofoundhuman
