August 27, 2003

think it over lover-

could I do what I do without you-

 

 

Drift back lover

as you slipped away-

trailing lust like spores

hips swaying-


I didn't mean it lover-did you?

In your nightgown in the grass?


Smile on over lover

pretend you love me still

slip your hand in mine

and scratch my palm once more-


What are you doing lover?

Put that gun away...ha, ha.


Owwwww-oh, lover!

Owwww, owwww, owwww

Owwww, owwww, owwww

Owwwwwwwwwwwwwww-

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