She responds to

Your kind of woman,
What a girl.
I’m yours yours yours
Your kind of woman
sweet heart,
you’re feeling so tired
don’t fall apart
it should all make sense to you
i stick right next to you whever you go
because i’m
yours yours yours
your kind of woman
what a girl.
i’m yours
yours
yours
you’re down on your hands and knees
beggin me
you want to show me your world
so,
show me.
show me your world
your kind of woman
what a girl.

(Inspired by the song “My kind of woman” Mac Demarco)

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orange juice

The wind whispers, but chimes don’t.
I was cold all night, it caused me to toss and turn.
I walk through my beaded curtains.
I arrive to clear water lagoon.
All I want is orange juice.
cold cold orange juice.

Thrill

In broad day light or at night,
She walks the middle of the roads
when vehicles and motors are not around

I walk center on concrete for the thrill.