I want an overdose
Of the previous medicine
I am not after the cure
But I am after the kiss
The tender touch of your lips
With my hands entirely fit on your hips
That shiver down the spine
With my radio in the background
Playing a Disney
A classic tune fit to be called a love song
The sound of love in words is a flatter
A poem that flows with a swirl
with a curl
The flawless kicks of Taichi or Taiken
For you my dear are taken....
©diabetic
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