The nature of order

The nature of order

Nature of order
Distorts the reality

Beauty of her lips
When I press upon her

Goddess of my thoughts
Want her to lay down with my heart

Seconds go by I don’t know why
God created the woman of my dreams

Whenever I’m around her I can’t concentrate
I’m distracted by her beautiful being

I put my lunch in the printer
I can’t stop thinking about her

Hope that night will calm
The storm of love I feel for you

I’m clocking out watching her
Walk away with some clown

He doesn’t seem right for her like me
She’s my destiny I know

She knows how I feel
I finally spilled my love

Wait in the rafters knowing

She will leave and I’ll fulfill
Our destiny of dreams