Driving Over the Edge

It's the cocked eyebrow you give me--Quizzical

Hold that, its the cocked eyebrow and the quizzical look you give everyone

It drives me bonkers

It drives me head over heels

Because all I can think about is that damn smile

and those brown eyes

And that famous look that says,

"catch me if you can"

Well I am driving past the speed limit already

If a red light were a green light then you would be a red light

You would be the "No road past here" sign

But driving drunk--intoxicated on looks and winks--I would fall

and ram you off your cocked perch

And we would both fall

Deeply, deliriously, in love


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