strophica
Nov 30, 2006 10:13
samson came to my bed
told me that my hair was red
told me that I was beautiful
and came into my bed
oh, I cut his hair myself one night
a pair of dull scissors in the yellow light
and he told that I'd done alright
and kissed me 'till the morning light
strophica
Nov 28, 2006 22:52
I approach the men of my life with as much cautiousness as playing with lions who have been trained for the circus.