“What’s love got to do with it” -Tina Turner
I tried your splendored ways.
I did your obsessive ways.
You found me as a friend and ended up again at that.
What must I do,
to gain your lust towards me.
you frenchy wenchy ways at my side.
Have I misconstrued and misunderstood what is that physical
Can you U
just tell me which one to give
and never stop.
Must I be always the one,
to see you in azure skies and green fields.
To know its not an intangible feeling.