U imagine me beautiful u imagine me smart
i am ur wife not your playing card
your eyes is black why' not brown..?
. Come and drink with m'e a wine
No no plz keep me away from this..
I m not orthodox the problem is i dont drink..
You just stay home cook and cream..
You can't be my company
As i thought for you to be..
Your dress doesn't match according to
my standard
i am young i have many more options to ready for...
What you all men think of yourself..
i am your social status.. Your card your cream... ?You will decide what to wear what to leave,
Do my dress decide your love for me ?
Before marriage you were comfortable with all my seen...
I have also managed many more thinks
But you are my love my darling my dream..
Why don't you love me the real as i am ?
why the dress is the boundation?
I wash your clothes.. Not because you are my husband, i just do because i love smeling your sweating shirt ::
I cook for you not to feed you
I do to touch your tounge...
I just want to become your backbone....
I am educated to feed myself
But i want you as my backup.....
My dear love this all light's are only to distract
.....see your shadow is also not there....
Which we follow at the mid night on the street... Together
