Your skin glows like the Orange, blossoms awesome as the cherry blossum in the purest hope of spring. My heart follows your drums voice and leaps like a tiger at the whisper of your name. The evening floats in on a great eagle wing. I am comforted by your Old Navy that I carry into the twilight of cupbeams and hold next to my head. I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of Root Beer. As my legs falls from my Vans, it reminds me of your bottle. In the quiet, I listen for the last boom! of the day. My heated body leaps to my pants. I wait in the moonlight for your secret drum stick so that we may hit as one, body to body, in search of the magnificient blue and mystical snare of love. ---- lol...
Your skin glows like the Apple, blossoms Jump as the Rose in the purest hope of spring. My heart follows your Cello voice and leaps like a Bird at the whisper of your name. The evening floats in on a great Parrot wing. I am comforted by your Toy Machine that I carry into the twilight of Vaginabeams and hold next to my Vagina. I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of Mercury. As my Vagina falls from my Thong, it reminds me of your Vagina. In the quiet, I listen for the last Queef of the day. My heated Vagina leaps to my Thong. I wait in the moonlight for your secret Vagina so that we may ---- as one, Vagina to Vagina, in search of the magnificient Pink and mystical Vagina of love.
