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By JD Date: 2006 Apr 05 Comment on this Work [[2006.04.05.12.10.28131]] |
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I get so lost in you. I can sit here In this dimly lit, dimly visited restaurant In the dark corners of the Distillery District And stare at you for hours Wondering if I could possibly Find anyone that's as delicious as you... And I get so absorbed in the way you smell That I'd even smell your armpits Because you smell so damn sexy I could eat you up With my half-eaten plate of tiramisu... And the waiter asks if everything is perfect Little does he know that the only magical thing about this place is You And me because I look good tonight. Maybe it's the Amaretto Sour Maybe it's the garlic bread Maybe it's the adult contemporary music playing innocuously in the background But right now, Staring at you, As you polish off my dessert, I am wonderfully lost. |