moet

he got those ocean eyes , glitter like sparkle in the sun and always on the run
i still remember the fragrence of him , the guy who made me forget about jim
and i never in my wildest dream though i would met you here , dear ..
fall straight in his arms and i never realize which power couple would become ( in writing ha )
i still remember the first word you said , herregud herregud herregud as i hit my skull
so typical of be that side show bob when it comes to guys like you , of course i would fall .
i never can slide with elegance , seem to lost my dna of grace
i still remember how many  how many cups of coffee drank and what color you cat is
i could spend hours in your eyes ,find a poetry in every corner of them because made the word run out like moet .