She throws the dice so nicely, The price to pay won’t be too pricey. She hangs off the tree so sweet, A passion fruit for me to eat. Her eyes float up to that cloud, She would give, but it’s too loud, She’s not aloud. Her beauty’s high, it has no peak, An understanding for me to seek, So I know just what she means. She lights her heart, she shows me mine, A line to cross? There is no line, Just to know just what she means. She makes it up as she goes along, She puts me on, I sing a song, And dance with her with her red hair, Between our hands we start to share. Through the windows, water leaks, Horses lose their winning streak, It’s all gone until she speaks. She keeps it up as she lays down. Sat in the gutter with her crown, But with a smile upon her face. Beneath her thoughts, her hair is red, Her life’s so yellow, she’s well fed, She’s a smile upon my face.Birth sign: Aquarius
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