Sleek in black,
not 40 degrees,
i saw you there
standing with ease.
See lee in black,
sun burning at 40 degrees.
you still look at me
like im one hell of a disease.
We think with one mind,
speak the same tongue.
One day we'll end up
just like a pair of Siamese monks.
Indeed,
soft Parisian cookies are my love,
but i would toss them anytime
just to let you be a part of my world.
my sweetest sin.
3 comments:
Mmmm Hmmm, why issit siamese monks? And why do you compare such a perfect person to your macarons all the time?! Oh btw, eee looo! :) Happy Cny and Vday :)
thick skinned! siamese monks cause they give me the impression of having their peaceful meditating brains stuck together in such a way that they think the same way. and yes. happy vday to u =)
you haven't answered my question?! Why you compare him to macarons?!?!!!
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