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Stiletto marks in the tarmac, City's been so hot it melted. Linen shorts replaced by less; In the evening, it's cooler. Black lights and black bras Glowing tops and blue tongues. *** on the beach; one drink Too many. But it's worth it. Tongue piercing and Two Prince Alberts Discovered in a hurry. It rocked fast like the night. *** on the beach. One more. We did it again. Spilt a little. Blue stain To match her tongue. It's a work out. Higher heels That make no mark. The tarmac is safe; Can't get stuck. Glow sticks and necklaces To hide the stains. Top's still glowing And every smile shines. Black light. Black light. Black light. Blue tongue. Blue stain. White top.   Black hair. Black light. Then Dawn arrives Bringing a sobering breeze And destroying the fake light. It's time for linen again.
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May 13, 2011
May 13, 2011 at 1:12 PM UTC
Black Light
Stiletto marks in the tarmac, City's been so hot it melted. Linen shorts replaced by less; In the evening, it's cooler. Black lights and black bras Glowing tops and blue tongues. *** on the beach; one drink Too many. But it's worth it. Tongue piercing and Two Prince Alberts Discovered in a hurry. It rocked fast like the night. *** on the beach. One more. We did it again. Spilt a little. Blue stain To match her tongue. It's a work out. Higher heels That make no mark. The tarmac is safe; Can't get stuck. Glow sticks and necklaces To hide the stains. Top's still glowing And every smile shines. Black light. Black light. Black light. Blue tongue. Blue stain. White top.   Black hair. Black light. Then Dawn arrives Bringing a sobering breeze And destroying the fake light. It's time for linen again.
cinnam-muscat
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May 13, 2011
May 13, 2011 at 1:12 PM UTC
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