Diced Pineapples


United States
33° 55' 57.8388" N, 84° 4' 10.5456" W

Diced pineapples, Its the little things that count
Too much isn’t a satisfactory amount
More than perfect
A couple miracles in sequence
A goddess to be worshiped
your every action is ingenious
I’m in love with your every motion
But don’t get caught up in the moment
Cause moments always fade
If you’re willing to be my aid
Let your lips be my I.V
And your breath be the air I breathe

But right now, no words just actions
My focus is on you with no distractions
I guess I’m you, if you are what you eat
Somewhat bitter but still so sweet
My diced pineapples

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