Friday, September 9, 2011

A Turtle



I want to be your best friend before I be your man
Conquering your heart is my only plan
I talk about how I want to smell your favorite lotion
But in reality I prefer to go in slow motion
I consider myself like Lever 2000
I want to dress you up like the dressing called Thousand Island
I want to cover more than just your body parts
I don’t want to steal; but treasure your heart
I want to see if you and I are really soul mates
I don’t care if it takes one or three dates
To see if you are truly mine
I don’t care if you are physically well designed
I want to know what’s going on in your mind
I take slow sips whenever I’m having a bottle of wine
I chew slowly whenever I eat a T-bone steak
In the beginning I want to make sure you are not a mistake
I’m in my thirties; I’m not as young as I use to be
It takes more than ten minutes to know me

Timothy Warfield

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