Thursday, 27 January 2011

Next Morning


Feathers there
In my hair
Body bare
Do I care?

Outfit tore
Feeling sore
Wanting more
I implore

Hard and cold
Broke the mold
Heart is sold
Making bold.

He is pissed
Don't desist
I insist
Wanna be kissed.

Now Im pissed
Wanna list?
Of being kissed
By you I've missed.

Now a smile
To beguile
Take a while
Kiss that smile.

We'll endeavour
Bond wont sever
Leaving never
Loving forever.

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