Shes Bad

Shes fine
You have your glass
I have mine
Lite rose
Over a fire 
That smile
It will not burn
Too kiss this heart
Your side
It reversed a bloom
It fills
The taste 
Moon sense a citrus 
Stationary 
Which way to the cosmos
She is picking a night
Her body says
Torch the flight
The lamb 
With the whole on its chest
Text a different flex
I think i know you
Im very strong
You cant sleep
Throwing that widle
Warm an rite
What is that you are doing
Is that my name
Hand in
For a small world
Shaped by you
Woman
These emotions of her
So mafioso 
Signed beautifully together