Pretty Woman Wanna Make You Mine Poem by Robert Lansing

Pretty Woman Wanna Make You Mine



She shoots into your brain like a high
Pretty woman wanna make you mine
With a touch this boy seems to fly
Pretty woman wanna make you mine

The days they seem bright
When I see your hair of night
Without you I might fall from a knot
Pretty woman I would fall from a knot

Love is a clutching from drowning
It is a chemical for burning
A soul that is yearning
Pretty woman I am pining

To be mine, to be mine,
To be mine.

Saturday, April 2, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: beauty
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