Yah, let's... she said

Castle Lager like tastes 
like chicken these days
and your kisses like
chocolate and peaches
and cream beaches
lots of ice on your
diamond rocks sweet beats
hmm, it is crazy you know.

When it's hazy it is your call
I answer Lizzy, like I don't 
want to, kasie ka-esque
pronounced phonetically like
ka-ass slyly get it lazy eye, I
twist like the cosmos that
intertwines I like your butterflies
caught in the mist between
your joy in my eyes and 
the freedom you keep 
in your skies, you know mos.

Mara, on this here pretty smile
strawberry lawn, my landscape
let's escape, elope, chase hope
my antelope; that one that lies
in your eyes when you love me,
speechlessly; my hate-antidote.

My little prayer- I am your Tiger
be my prey, Amen.