almond-brown eyes

she smells like flowers on a windy day you know when it's late april going in to may her eyes dazzle like diamonds in the sunlight. I swear this girl will leave you amaze she's so amazing now I've only met her once or twice, so I don't know her name, but that's alright cause, it doesn't matter what her name is all always call her miss fine you see, she's the Barbie to my Ken, the bonnie to my clyde, the juliet to romeo, so I'll let you decide what I wouldn't do to have one more look in those almond-brown eyes I wanna know you, scrap that, I want to touch you, hold you, kiss you, fold you, fuck you in ways that even the holy father in heaven is going to be like "hey, I don't think you are supposed to be doing that"