sexydeltagirl
05-25-06, 05:55 PM
I'm starting to like it up here...
In the clouds where I stay daydreaming about you...
The air up here is very thin...
Like the space between us when we sit...
Your arm resting on my shoulder...
My head planted on your chest...
Is this what folks call happiness?
Your presense in itself is a blessing...
Hoping that this isn't a fairytale...
And your car isn't really a white horse...
Cause upon it you sit...
My Knight in shining armor....
I wait all day to hear your voice...
Your laugh, your silly jokes...
Your personality is truly my weakness..
It keeps me up at all hours of the night...
Have me trying to find a position to get the right..
Reception on my cell phone...
And if I hang up by mistake...
Your phone is busy....
Cause you are quickly trying to call me back...
And back I keep coming...
For seconds and thirds of whatever you were serving...
That day I met you...
What we have is just short of taboo...
Our chemistry enough to have others envy...
The way my body responds to your touches...
Even fully clothed I stand naked in front of you...
Your eyes undress me...
But these aren't feeling that I've been keeping secret...
Or buried beneath the moans of pleasure I exhibt..
Yet it's expressed in my need to tell you that this is...
An experience that I don't want to end...
I want to just stay up here forever...
The clouds have became my friend...
In the clouds where I stay daydreaming about you...
The air up here is very thin...
Like the space between us when we sit...
Your arm resting on my shoulder...
My head planted on your chest...
Is this what folks call happiness?
Your presense in itself is a blessing...
Hoping that this isn't a fairytale...
And your car isn't really a white horse...
Cause upon it you sit...
My Knight in shining armor....
I wait all day to hear your voice...
Your laugh, your silly jokes...
Your personality is truly my weakness..
It keeps me up at all hours of the night...
Have me trying to find a position to get the right..
Reception on my cell phone...
And if I hang up by mistake...
Your phone is busy....
Cause you are quickly trying to call me back...
And back I keep coming...
For seconds and thirds of whatever you were serving...
That day I met you...
What we have is just short of taboo...
Our chemistry enough to have others envy...
The way my body responds to your touches...
Even fully clothed I stand naked in front of you...
Your eyes undress me...
But these aren't feeling that I've been keeping secret...
Or buried beneath the moans of pleasure I exhibt..
Yet it's expressed in my need to tell you that this is...
An experience that I don't want to end...
I want to just stay up here forever...
The clouds have became my friend...