Dedicated to my Honey, Kenton D. Byrd. (He doesn't know but I love him! Sh! Don't tell!)
Rain drops bead again
They make a tide pool
On your summer skin
Shoplifting corner store
I should have got,
Should have got some more.
How'd you get so low?
Baby I don't know.
God, how you look the same.
I recognize the face,
But not the name.
Pull over, never
(
Read more... )