If I could only find the words to write on my tongue I’d breath them into your ears for you to hear in my whispers, they would stick and make their way to your mind and hopefully your heart. If only I could find the words to make you choose me though I know we are only friends, though I know in the eyes of all men she is quite the “fox” But baby I swear if you’d just choose me I’d be anything hot, cold, a bear, a fox. Oh how I love you, and my heart, I can’t explain the rhythm it sings for you. Me and you we could be one but two at once. I just want you to hold me into the nights because every breath, every move, every word when we are together in the day seems right.
Sammy the Calamity
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