Eskimo kisses…

Do you wonder why she likes him?

Why she sits lost in daydreams,

Why she smiles like she is unhinged,

Why she only speaks of him

When she speaks


Isn’t the looks,


You know,

He is hooooot!!


Isn’t the height,



You know,

That 6ft is seeeexy!!


Can’t be money,


You know,

That, sweerie,

Is transient.


The way he makes space for her,

The way he listens,

The way he spares time,

Even when tired…


Let me educate you.

Let me tell you why without him,


Would be fish cursed to live on land,

Water lilies in the Sahara,

Girl unsouled…

She loves him

How could she not.







About karrymi

Life is about faith, I have faith, that something good is going to happen. Also cowboys and country songs make me wanna be in love, and sit on some old truck and watch the stars play my favourite song...
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