|A Kind Girl
||[Nov. 8th, 2010|10:40 am]
She’s a leave-in-the-middle-of-the-night kind of girl|
a steal-your-covers-while-you-sleep kind of girl
a socks-bra-skirt-in-a-perfect-pile-on-the-floor kind of girl.
She loves you, I promise
But it’s 5 AM
and she’s not
a meet-your-roommate kind of girl
a bacon-for-breakfast kind of girl
a morning-rumble-before-work kind of girl.
So the wind strikes her face
and the early sun burns her shoulders
in your parking lot, wishing she were
a full-night’s-sleep-tangled-up-with-you kind of girl.