Sep 06, 2005 19:05
drifting, drifting, wild and shifting
sex and painting, rifting rifting
swim through shores and sleep on waves
lie in doors, and creep through graves
fishnet dress will dance to dawn
until that kiss, her fortune won
back and forth, their secret sways
the curse now rising through the haze
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