portrait, gallery A

Can't ever tell if I'm phlegmatic Or just a consumer of the dramatic Romance tryna to find what's cinematic Top of the roof i stare You go ahead and walk in with your seraphic glow The room it spins If not for you then who for Light up the numbers with your fingertips Elevator travels to its limits We are close but are we in it Ooo darling I see you standing there Ooo sorry what did I think would happen dear I feel your body when i touch the linen Fire's lit, clothes come off and stories filming Where are you please come find me I've got your portrait in mind Abstract i know she's all that I can see her curves in the skyline Blur the windows with a couple hits and a couple breaths Tonight we sail to the pacific Ooo darling I see you standing there Ooo sorry what did I think would happen dear I feel your body when i touch the linen Fire's lit, clothes come off and stories filming Where are you please come find me I've got your portrait in mind Arsonist sounds like narcissist Would I even know Burn the inventory Nonsensicalist story Close the curtain again again again Ooo darling I see you standing there Ooo sorry what did I think would happen dear I feel your body when i touch the linen Fire's lit, clothes come off and stories filming Where are you please come find me I've got your portrait in mind