I love to breathe it in.
Refreshing like rainfall.
The only part I hate
are the last few blocks home.
Luck can't even describe it.
Your laughter is dangerous.
That smile, your eyes.
Don't mind my staring.
Because I love when you rock out,
or dance with me in the street.
I want to show you off
for the entire world to see
how beautiful you are
when you go behind the scenes.
I'm grateful every day I have you,
I am yours to keep.
