Mud

She was 5'3 with the nerve to find me

Squirming with the yearnin' to switch up assigned seats

Immaculately wrapped in a package of prime beats

And lyrics that break down what the laughter of God means

We never supposed to take it past "my friend like you"

But love will embarrass the brevity of a haiku

So we built a list of the people that we should lie to

And sent each other music to fall asleep kiss and cry to

My secret sky my sugar sandwich my honeydip

They grew suspicious but we rebounded on every slip

The intuition of my mother held a heavy clip

But shooting stars has never shifted the stratosphere