a rough draft.. just getting out stuff

[vinyl_mono]

your voice is in my head like church bells.
everything- i wish i could just make it still
so we can bask in this boardwalks glowing lights
from race car games that i obviously need help on
your hairs better than my hair,
and your the better driver.
but my pants are darker
and i greater-than-sign three you more
i wish we could stay like that forever
intangled in eachother
trying to find contents of a card
i promiced not to laugh.. but i did..
Do you wear bikini breifs...
Or nothing at all?
I want my lips to linger on yours again
My pants are still darker.