When you sing, you sing with your eyes and your body shivers along. When you sing, your words cast a spell on me. My body that once lingered to your every word, now was stiff. Some might call it a curse, I call it euphoria.
Oh, Larisse..The stories you spill from between your brown lips, captivates my soul and binds me to a twist. My body is yours.
Some might say this is serious, but Larisse with you, nothing even matters.
From the minute you step on stage, to the last minutes you try and gasp oxygen in your air pumps. I watch. I just sit there at the bar and watch. The way the spotlight kisses your dark brown skin, and the way your coco brown eyes are shut when you swim into your thoughts. I observe your every move, as a painter would while stroking his canvas with his brush.
When I look at you, nothing even matters anymore. Not the phone bills I have laying on the floor, in my apartment. Not the landlord banging on my door whenever I have loud female company. None of those things matter, but you.
-xoxo, thegirlwithcurls
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