Monday, April 4, 2011

My Kountry Boy.

Oh, how I love your southern ways..
Your Soft gaze, your smooth twang, your sweet scent.
I look forward to these nights as they bring brighter days.
I cherish you with each and every moment spent. 

Oow Boy, Your "mama" raised you right,
& that does not go unappreciated. 
When your heart is not close to mine, I toss & I turn at night.
I pray the love & the passion we share never depreciates.

Oh, how I love your southern ways.. 
As chivalry lives within you. 
Like a premature high school crush, boy it's you I crave. 
Just know what I feel is true. 

My Sweet, sweet Kountry boy.. 
I want it all, the real mccoy.