Slow Dancing on Rose Petals
Roses curve almost as delightful as her curves
Roses curve like cursive italics
Roses curve like bed sheets
We sleep on petals in Brazil, eyes azul
Love is crazy and I'm a fool
For you I'd drop dead by bullet because your gorgeous shouts gracious goodness
Roses made the word vivacious
Curves that aren't tasteless
Let's face it nobody knows where lost souls find hope
But when we slow dance with no audience, I swear I've found it
Roses die but the feelings forever grow
Roses curve like her smile and it makes joy bloom
Roses bow but this bouquet isn't for the play
She takes center stage
My darlin darlin, my gorgeous rose
This love is old school, it's all I need
Old school cassette tapes with the same warm sound as your voice
Vinyl symphonies that match your heartbeat
I just want that to be
My theme music for my paper machete mentality
Molding this house of balloons while I watch channel orange
Her Divine Feminine sharing the same background
With my Igor reflection
Love is a wasteland
But the petals we dance on make it easier
p.s. the world slows down with you in my arms...
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