Special
JOHN K. WOZNIAK
You're so complicated
It takes prophets, poets, sages
To decipher everything you say and do
I'm so scattered, flattered
You would brave my clutter
Utterly, enthusiastically in love with you
You are special
And in your arms I'm special....too
You and I believe in one belief
That covers toxic lovers
You and I are prone to insanity
Glory to the king of Ritalin
A queen who is impulse driven
Requisites for you to marry me
You are gorgeous
And in your arms I'm gorgeous....too
You are perfect.... For me