Night,
is my lover,
with long brown hair,
green eyes,
like texas stream,
with tiny crawdads,
living in the mud,
Night,
a melody,
possibly composed,
by Beethoven,
one night,
on purple ***
that sailors drink,
after a storm,
and land,
is as unfamiliar,
yet is fantasized,
like the ******
dreaming of **** kiss,
Night,
long road,
Dharma bound,
bare foot,
hungry.
Feb 5, 2013
Feb 5, 2013 at 10:24 PM UTC
Night,
is my lover,
with long brown hair,
green eyes,
like texas stream,
with tiny crawdads,
living in the mud,
Night,
a melody,
possibly composed,
by Beethoven,
one night,
on purple ***
that sailors drink,
after a storm,
and land,
is as unfamiliar,
yet is fantasized,
like the ******
dreaming of **** kiss,
Night,
long road,
Dharma bound,
bare foot,
hungry.
