It’s beating it’s racing Oh god my knees are shaking Everything about this person just makes me want to get to know them From the beard to the butt to the eyes What did Tyra say? Give me your smies And that’s what I see in your deep coal smolder brown A figure of poise A very important voice I had no choice but to begin to start liking you You are very passionate and strikingly true No one else in this country is like you Your a shooting star across my heart I felt it that night in the dark under stars You could be my muse Writing sonnets and love songs about you all day long I’ve become smitten with your interest I hope I interest as well It seems you’ve cast me under this spell Spun me in a web of grape leaves and sad lesbian music