So how about lending me your lips for a kissing project
I want to undertake ..
I promise to give them back better than i found them...
A promise never to be broken, by the chemistry between
For sure if you'd like you can throw in your tounge.
Telling me that you're still mine.
Your body language says it all, for my heart beat seems
to be a liar.
Miles I have covered trying to win over your smile.
For every time your number I dial.
More messages unanswered continue to pile.
My veins seem to tare from the blood rush.
Nimble you might be, as i lamely struggle to keep up.
For an athlete  you are, always running through my mind.

© Apr 29 2013 Sir.George Githunguri