the english patient

u came in likd that jackie chan
and with a touch of your hand '
how i hit the floor
pick me up like teapot
twirl with me around the retirment house
and helped me with the buttons to my blouse
of course i got confuse , havent had so fun since brighton
 you look just like Dior which kinda adore
those eyes wore the spotlight . aimed and claimed
of me
yeah i remember during lockdown how i wore dress in this hopital gown
but you made me feel like prom queen and i love how you tap me during night
couldnt wait for the sun light
when you would glide in and say wake up , when you lift my spirit with that accent
yeah you wore perfect  not sure if this stockholms syndome , the carriar and poet
maybe ít was the whole situation that trigger all this emotions but i know i cant
because there is a thin line between the  patient and ...the doc code
but i know you would never never break the the honor
it in your blood .