[WRITIN’S FROM MY GALFRIEND #2]
The words in my head,
What keeps me scribbling
In the late hours of the night,
What keeps my expectant attention on my cell.
The thing that has me smiling
On the corners of my lips
All day long.
Even in my world of beautiful pictures,
The thing that increases the pressure of my heart’s pumping.
If distance never existed,
You’ll be my bed,