quinta-feira, 28 de maio de 2009

Unexpected

I did not see this coming.

The charms of Puss in Boots
The strong and sweet gentle-man
Is it just the stereotype
Or does indeed red blood boil stronger?

Oh I did not see this coming.

So unlike the dreams I had,
So unlike the men I've had,
So unlike in such a good way...
My smiles are now unstoppable.

I really did not see this coming.

No one is this kind
No one is this gentle
No one is this sweet
No one is this passionate.
And this detachment will sure hurt.

And what I expected the least
Was to crave this badly
For the moment I could say,
'Nobody's leaving.'

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