HAVE YOU EVER JUST REALLY WANTED TO KISS SOMEONE BUT YOU CANT
by myself with doubt
that has grown bigger
(since the last time I saw you)
than my heart,
lacquered veins mine
ice blue are my thoughts of you, doth I pine
anxious is my speech
deepset in my throat with honeysap lies
In a rush!
Pass me the keys to my truck!
Who got the keys to my Bimma?!