Every night as I’m sitting in bed I think back to that night we went salsa dancing, and the way your hips swayed. It was like watching shakira. How I longed to get closer to you. I wish I could just ride to your dorm room even though its across campus. I hope I’m not giving away too much. Your profile pictures have a certain flare to them and the way you strut around makes me want to stare. I wish we could dye our hair and not even care, but its just not even fair that so many people are crazy about you. I wish we could go back into time and you could be my Cleopatra and I’d be your Tut. Until my dreams my love,
I will always ride my carpet to your heart.