I’m a lover of words and beautiful living mosaics
I love poor timing and those brown longing eyes
I don’t want to steal a kiss from you, I’ll take them all
I don’t have emptiness to fill, but spaces to share
I don’t want to make you happy
I just want to be happy with you
It started when I touched your inner thighs
And found that you have more soul than skin
I also saw it when you took off your specs to cry
How you bleed for the ones you love
Now I never want to fall in love with you
Falling has always been an accident
I’ll walk aggressively towards love for you
I’ll do it on purpose and with purpose
And I’ll break every clock on this earth
Just to prove that we are not bad timing
KJ πβπΎπ°πͺ



