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