crimson and clover
over and over.
hallucinations
good vibrations.
the beach boys
and sex toys.
the sweet joy,
you're rather coy.
come and get your love,
get your fields of green:
don't trust a nigger,
don't trust me.
what feels right
is always right.
push your body against mine
with all your might.
lips parted,
you know.
hope
this
means
something
eventually?
Comments
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wow, this really touched me.
the rythm you used was awesome =)
good write!
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