Aug 30, 2011 12:47
Hold me mold me pull me closely tell me what your thinkin
right now
sigh me cry me press me with your eyes
real slow
you wanted you wanted you wanted oh yes you did
you set me on fire
the view of the mountain had that new carpet look
the sun creating glitter from little drops of moisture all over
I can hear my heart beating
it reminds me of a latin song lots of drums
Oh yes I would delight in dallying just a little while longer
until next Monday why not
my irresponsibility, always lurking somewhere near
purrs seductively
ah but I must be gone
prior commitments and all
coo
who knew?