As your cigarette ash hit the tray
you touch me with one look
I catch you stare away
The smile upon your face
As we sit in this place
fills me with excitement
I hope your not yet another disappointment
The smooth talk coming from your lips
Your perfect nails on your finger tips
Clean shaving neath hair
nice clothes you wear
your too good to be true
It just seems so rare
To Find someone whos ticks all the boxes
Who seems to have it all whos on the ball
Are you my mystery man ? Or are you too good to be true ?
Do i see whose in front of me? Is it the real you?
We may just explore our path and come what will be
I will be open with you if you are with me
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