Apr 22, 2006 18:36
A smooth return
to silky clothes
with spring to summer vibes
the greenest room
with wood accents
serves entrance to our lives
Owe pink and black
drinks virgin-not
showing skin... to our demise
breath so tainted
and limbs so weak
lead to trouble for all guys
So nights become
the setting worst
for the molding of my lies
A flash of light
a puff of smoke
we arrive in her tossled bed
one lonesome night
just adding on
to why she hangs her head
But before long
her puffy eyes
her late night only lonely cries
will flood his heart
drown that devil
who breeds on cloudy skies
This bumpy road
unbeaten path
is much to my surprise..
Easy to conquer
For all true loves
Leaves questions
with an answer,
Those questions
Who's and what's and why's