Shake it like a baby
All the dust collected
On your old welcome mats
Create in you
A new way for me to enter.
Push on the soft spots
Of old cares unfulfilled
And make new memories
With my name on your lips.
Just because you and I
Can’t seem to be anything
But you and me
Doesn’t mean we couldn’t ride
Some june nights away.
As for my proclivities for kittens and carnivorous ways
You still see through to me and my soft baby blue heart
As for your girlhood ways of expensive blush and foot attire
I still see you wrapped around my finish, middle and start.
