banana's and rasberries

I'm not the image
And cosmo wont do a spread
I dont think I'll make you drool
and I wont be the spokesman for bread

I'm a living dream
a blessing and a curse
enough vision to gaze
but so many wounds to nurse

I dont think I'd give a damn
if the world saw me square
if joan rivers hated my outfit
because god, I hate her hair

I'm ballsy to a fault
And I'd strive to make you blush
make love on the balcony
and kiss you hush hush

with so much to stress about
and so many reasons to care
how about I show you the truth
your beautiful no matter what you wear

and whether its a KISS shirt
or pajama's with rimmed glasses
Gazing upon you is my dream
I keep hidden from the masses

And next time you tear up
or show an ounce of pain
I'll hold you throughout the night
or walk with you in the rain

I must say
that you scare me so much
never have I more wanted a kiss
never have I beckoned a touch

couple more weeks
miles away and off to school
a thousand other thoughts
and im not the type to make you drool

but give me some time
I'll figure this all out
could you show me your smile though
because thats what life's all about

with everything else so earthly
my heart labels you divine
and my hands hold yours closely
while my lips plead yours to touch mine

wondering what this feeling is
giving me wonder and giving me fright
I think I just figured it out
goodnight my love , goodnight