Danish Apparel
here me
here
me
i
say
ahh
danish
you say
excuse me miss
we have seemed
to have lost our kiss
ahh yes
here it is
beyond me
how this happens
your eyes have stunned me
as if to say your heart called me
what time is this that we have known
until now has there ever really been time
we dare you to kiss me
another slap
of
how
dare thee
ahh yes
excuse me miss
what is this an love letter
and an fine
how
do
you do
may we taste the newest lip style
gushing my salts to the point
of
hushness
she scooted closer to me
she scooted closer to me
she scooted closer to me an put her hand on mine
said
we don't have to dance
just look in my eyes
she musta seen
through an
part
of
me
mind got twisted
forgot how to breathe
fell on the floor with my hands on my neck
in walked her man kicked me in the head
as i looked down the barrel
thinking
what a way to go
choking
on
danish apparel
?
Copyright © Pipping Stars | Year Posted 2017
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