You know all the right things to say
To make me blush and if you keep it up,
I’m going to have a serious crush
That you won’t be able to hush.
Others have been a bust and I have no
Desire to thrust myself on anyone to
Merely end up being an object of lust.
Therefore, it is a must that you shake
Off the dust from upon your shoulders
And come with the real so that I can be free
To scrub years of dead skin from upon my heels.
I’m not trying to brush you off, but there
Really is no rush for you and I to gush in, on,
Or over one another if what we are truly trying
To build is a plush groove filled with trust.