I never was one for words.

Oct 31, 2005 19:43

Why
toungues are dividing
and I'm exploding.

Why
it's a spectacle
staring through my eyes.

pain spinning senseless through

I'm already warm.

Remember what it's like to fly
but I don't want another hit
just the taste of her lips
her taste of innocense..

So put your mouth to mine
and pour over me
please...

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marie_lyrix November 1 2005, 23:41:24 UTC
oh those long, lazy, blue-skied, freckle-filled summers!
can't wait to kiss you.
:D

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