Thursday, February 24, 2005

Perfect

The phone rings and I know it's you
Tonight's the night my dreams come true
It's our first date I'm so excited
Try so hard but I can't hide it
Everything will go just right
We will have the perfect night
Together you and me

Well that's what I get for opening my mouth
Look up, the birds are flying south
It's cold outside, no sky of blue
This kills my perfect day with you
You say that you still wanna go
But baby now I just don't know
If this is gonna work

The doorbell rings as I hang up
At first I'm thinking what the fuck
Who is it and what do they want me to do
I swing the door open and baby it's you
I stand there in shock of such a surprise
I slowly get lost staring into your eyes
And you kissed me like you ment it

You pick me up and twirl me round
My feet now lifting off the ground
And in your arms I long to stay
This feeling never to away
We take a walk on down the street
I feel so light upon my feet
I'm finally right here with you

We go to the park and what do I see
A picnic all set up for three
A little kitten head pokes out
With pointed ears and eyes that pout
And you say "Happy Birthday dear
Today has marked your 16th year"
And my heart fills with joy

Soon it begins to rain and you
Run to the car unsure what to do
But I love the rain and begin to dance
Searching for a poncho you catch a glance
Smile, shut the door, and return
Remembering why our love still burns
Deep within our hearts

You join me now for a dance in the rain
As passer bys think "Are they insane?"
I pick up our new ball of fur
The rain seems not to bother her
She licks our faces, softly purs
I've never seen such eyes like hers
So deep, a purple haze

Today was perfect after all
Even with mishaps like rain fall
Yes our first date went rather well
And our new member's doing swell
And soon your birthday will be here
Older than me by one year
My turn to make it perfect
© 2005


PAST COMMENTS
THAT'S VERY GOOD SO HOW DID YOU COPYRIGHT YOUR STUFF JUST WONDERING
Posted 3/2/2005 2:07 PM by
WANDERINGJD

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