So you've noticed that I'm sick in the head and lonely in the heart. Floating around like an angel, dropping words like it's art. Did I mention that although I'm loving and kind, There's no denying my crazy kinda grind?
I'm actually comfortable stepping out of the lines, It's alien nature sometimes. Social behaviors make me itch, and I'm quite a little bitch,
but I'm soft and I'm loyal and I make love like a royal. It's your passion I want to use, I'm a messy paint kind of a muse.
I want to plant healthy seeds to keep up with your needs. I want to treat, serve, and feed you, make you laugh like you need to.
Too close for comfort, I'm a little deep but my smile helps you sleep. Leave your worries on the bedside, let's take your dreams for a night ride.