I want to run my lips along that little scar above your bellybutton.
The one you got as a kid when you fell off the bike,
Wish i could have stopped all the others.
From hurting you.
The many tears running down your pretty face.
But girl you got that smile.
That charm.
That little twist of your hips.
Got all the eyes turning your way.
Some are monsters.
Watch out girl.
Cause some have fangs.
And they just want to get in and get out.
Taking a part of you with them.
Wish I could fight those monsters hiding in your closet.
Don't let that makeup run.
For those who aint willing to wipe it away.
Pull back the curtains cause it's a sunny day.
Turn on the radio and dance around in your underwear.
You're shaking your head around.
A cascade of dark brown.
With bright eyes like lightning.
I want to spend time in that storm.
I want to pull you close under this umbrella.
Whisper promises in your ear I hope I can keep.
Like I'll always be there.
With a comforting smile and a cuddle to share.
So don't fret.
I know there's been some monsters.
With claws and vicious lies.
Hiding away in the closet.
They call out with promises of warmth and safety.
But it'll be a cold dark world for you babe.
I've seen it all too often.
Wish I could fight those monsters hiding in your closet.
Raise my fists for this love.
Heart pounding, i'm sweating, i'm ready.
To take on these creatures of the night.
Whose only perogative is a late night call.
With promises of warmth in their ice cold touch.
So when they whisper false prophets in the night.
Hiding away in the closet.
Find my bright blue eyes in the thick of the night.
I'll be writing this poem that'll change the world.
It'll shift thoughts and move mountains.
But for now I'll listen to your story.
How you've been used and abused.
And promise we aren't all monsters in your closet.
Wish I could fight those monsters hiding in your closet.
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