So silliness
Some simple similes.
You are like the morning dew to me,
Disappearing into sunshine.
That night like a shady tree
A sun-kissed rest that’s cool and kind.
Can I be extravagant
And say lying with you
Was like touching firmament?
Better not, unless I throw in
You’re finer than Kate Moss on top.
But then why stop?
It’s late, but loosing sleep over you
Is like the only dream I’ve known.
Your hips move like horn section
In Nina Simone, feeling good.
Seeing you was like seeing trees
When before all I saw was wood.
Being alone before was like meditation
Now it’s like wondering
Whether there’ll be another train at the station.
In your eyes I saw the birth of creation,
You holding me felt like a slave’s emancipation.
Possibly, maybe, going for a touch of sensation,
Buts that’s what you are,
More than an A-List occasion.
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