Thursday, June 3, 2010

Run-on Amy

All your ways to spoil my indulgences and
Me and
You are really neat.

Wild at heart and sweet
to the bone you are and I find I am.
You bring it out of me.
No other has done
this ever. And deserving it so.

I barely know
You and me understand each
other people never understand
that I'm a romantic inside

of you, happiness rushes in
to my mind. Your style so
tempting and wonderful in
so many ways.

All this affection and attention
brought out by three thoughtless words:

Bat Shit Crazy.