Your beautiful x

by laura jones   Apr 14, 2008


As I crept in ya room early morning
my hair a mess and I'm still yawning
the lack of make up and coffee cup
my eyes are barely open cause i just woke up
as i snuck beside you awakened and i turned away
afraid for you to see me so Early in the day
you then faced me to-wards you imperfections emphasized by the morning glare
you looked into my tired eyes and at my messed up hair
as i asked cause my own physical state
what you looking at for gods sake
and at that moment you kissed my lips and said....

you are beautiful

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