Sugar Sauce
Sugar Sauce
By
Nathan Caleb Camerer
I’ve replayed the words you’ve said more times than I can count
They get me every time
Different parts at different times
Like my own cinema in my head that keeps growing
Shut everything else out and watch
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Totally worth it
I have fun with it
Well, I “try” and you “do”
You said you only lie if it’s really funny,
Or if it’s generally outrageous
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You give me Gold Stars for my jobs well done
The story of your life
It’s an unfortunate tale, but not uncommon
It’s not as depressing as you feel
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Insatiably curious
Impatient
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You tell me I’m adorable while you punch me in the face
I love how friendly you get on Tequila
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600 times sweeter than sugar
Super excited, bummed and angry all at the same time,
And adorable
Not the right word, but the first that comes to mind
That feeling of not being able to get the words right
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More than sweet
Un-refrained
Say everything in your head,
Or it will be there forever
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Grinning like an idiot,
Every time I make you blush
Hiding my face in the pillow when you do it to me
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When I least expected it, there you were
Weak and powerless is how I find myself around you
A sudden, overpowering urge to press my fingertips to yours
A sudden, overpowering urge to just listen to you breathe
Things I didn’t say before
Things I wanted to say then and still do
You are sugar sauce, all kinds
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Could you download the mental images you think,
The ones from the times when there aren’t really words?
I wish you could see the ones in my mind
The ones from the time you asked me to dance with you
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A walking, talking message of love and caring
It’s written in the tattoos you wear so proudly
Looking like a sexy, sassy post-it note
It radiates leaving people not sure what to say
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It took me awhile to find you
You were hiding in the lime tree, poking holes in rain clouds
Surrounded by tangerine trees,
Under a marmalade sky
With a dirty sexy dive bar soundtrack playing
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This is going to haunt me
Clearly, I think you are beautiful