angel headed rockers with devil horns in their pants strong tasting whiskey and thick blood to match my god baby you're such a catch. pull up on your black motorcycle take me to the 70's lace *******, ******* angel daddy's eyes starring straight at me. the weight of a lovely, crushing reality. ******* eyes, green blue, blue red and brown hair finally no more twos. white dolly dress strolling in the secret garden; you pull it down swiftly ravish me. kissing the wounded parts of you, i make you *** a soft, somber release identified pleasure, well earned glory. poems scattered on the floor, all noise but my favourite is the sound of your happy heart- grown man hands on fragile, naΓ―ve backs. blissful. lovely. extreme. a passionate fire between pants, minds and hearts, a sudden hard kiss on my lips...