your lungs greet.
luckier the lungs holding your heart
luckiest the heart beating life into you
lucky you my love being forever with you
lucky the trees,
watching over for your ease
as the sun rays in a tease,
rush over to your face for a kiss
luckier your face holding within your smile light
luckiest is this light
painting life as you shine
lucky is this street,
listening to the songs of your feet
luckier is your feet
taking your steps to where the heart leads
luckier the sheets covering your pains for the night
luckiest are the pains
for they of you demand to be felt
lucky that pillow
being your fantasy dream set
every morning wet
daily bet
it can never better than this, get!
then the lucky mirror smiling back at you
yes it can!
just in a dimple flash span
luckier the unbuttoned tees and perfect ripped jeans
the perfect socks and wild screaming teens
luckiest the sprinkled scent of pleasure
dripping in and out
making love to your pores
magic stores
of desire
setting my heart on fire
when you get ready to roundabout
i am burning inside out
from the lucky coffee mug
to the luckier screen hug
passing by the luckiest life bits
i wish i was in it
a moment, you hashtag for the no forgetting
The colder side of the pillow
the warmer part of the sheet
those drops who made it out of the bottle
for your neck sensational meet
can i be that out of the bucket list perfect boot cut?
with the rips and all the blood rush
oh what if i can turn into that Atwood of your air, gush
you can't see
but you can't live without
that invisible and that necessary
the socks you can't go wrong about
these favorite golden goose
the random late night thoughts at lose
your moment alone
being the Marshall in your ears
Billy the innocent man in you
and build in a pair of platinum wings and an engine
so that whenever you fly, my love,
you will be first class seated in my then lucky, luckier, luckiest, heart.
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