Magnetic Puzzle Pieces

The air was toasty

We were sitting under oak trees

Criss-cross

Apple sauce 

Keeping intentions

low-key

I was the guy that lassoed her eyes

But sadly, she didn't know me

Yet, already in my debt for the convos that she owed me

Can we be close?

Came out as

Got room for homies?

I don't understand her culture but feel the energy oozing on me

What do you do with all of that love you ain't usin'

Here's mine, how bout' we fuse it?

Then, i viewed it

The knots in her heart

I'll try to loosen.