Flying on Roses

Baby I know you want into my life. You say you found something in me that makes you fly. But you should understand a few things before you jump into this bus of mine. I just hope you will love me for me :^) !

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You see!

In my world, things are always on a roller-coaster,

Sometimes am a rose and other times a thorn.

I know it hard to understand (think) , but I will try explaining.

Sometimes am flying on roses,

but then the effects wear off and I sting

In those days, I sit silently watching the sun grace,

In those moments, please let me just enjoy a read,

If you want to kiss and cuddle, please don’t,

In those days, touch repulses me, my skin love self.

So when am flying, 

Baby hold me tight and whisper lovingly into my ears,

Ooh! baby take up my shaking hands and guide me up the steps,

Please let me lay with you tonight,

Kiss me till my lips are blue,

Baby let me feel you there.

Because am gonna enjoy every single minute my love,

In your arms I will fly without wings,

And if at dawn I want you not.

Please don’t hate me for being me!

At-least for tonight, let our hearts together sing to the heavens

 

 

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