Interjection
by Parizo Van Thulare
The calls we have smell love
Our minds are driven by lust
I'm too far by distance
I'm too close by feelings
It is hard for me to sleep
You are the one who is holding the keys
The keys to my heart and soul
You drive my mind with no foul
You heard me searching too deep
I bet u love is as luxurious as a jeep
You talk so smooth
You are treating me so good
You always know how to change my mood
If by chance you falling for me
Feel free to mend me
If by heart you need me
Please come and be Mrs me
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