

For a fisherman like you,I must say you have a nice taste of wine,
Your face is hard and rough, but it was chiseled by the gods, It got me on my heels chasing for you,
See, I’m still trying to catch my breath,
Because getting close to you is like keeping up with an endless marathon.
I don’t want to stand here, look deep straight into your eyes and feed you with lies,
I’m not used to men telling me no though, it kinda turns me on,
I must admit that you are so cute, and awesomely handsome.
I’m just here to tell you that you are extremely adorable and that I wouldn’t mind marrying you,even though I’m not in line.
I know we don’t have a past together,
And there’s possibly nothing to think or talk about without it,
But I wouldn’t mind a one night of spending with bills on me,
Just like the Arab sheiks,or the Russian billionaires.
Everyman wants to be like you,
Every girl just wanna fuck you,
Your smell is like that of jasmine and marigold,
And just an hour of harmless sex ,choking in your heavenly scents wouldn’t be so gross after all.
The only thing people remember in a wedding is the food,
But what I remember from my brother’s wedding is you,
I don’t feel you in my blood,I just happen to love you by choice.
Because it’s only with you that I expect to feel love in it’s purest form.
I’ve raced to this far for you,
Hoping someday we’d watch the blood coloured sunset,
Stay on the rooftop with the wind brushing over our skin,
Or even swim in the lovely mountain streams, together.
I know it looks as if I have a misguided loyalty,
But I’m filled with some burning desire and dispair,
Hoping that you could draw me from this abyss,
This pit full of lust and heartlessness.
I Know I’m a community snack but I too need just a bite of (rare and hard to find).
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