High On A Girl
To admire is to come and see,
beauty in the night, an imaginary spectral in the air,
Nights when I walk as a man as
as a stranger, as fire,
a portion of desire,
Tracing my kiss to the lips of the stars,
a part of me lives there,
a nowhere man to be found divested of such an identity,
Gazing into your eyes, .
Such fire exists,
much whys and wherefores, unanswered dreams of men are evocative,
There's so much souls in the air as guidance for a man like me,
So much unexpected pleasures a girl like you can give,
That why
I'm alive and kicking,
raring to get a piece,
A live encounter,
Nowadays its drugs that gets this high.
Nowadays, it'sgospels
believing in timeless beauty,
Believing life exist in such spectrums,
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