crackle
goes the fire
possessed
by my ****** heart
Flying sticky waves
Of achy-stabby sweetness
Going towards the boys
Towards the girls, to everyone
A never-ending flash
Induces a hyperactive coma
We all sleep together
With our organs jumping around inside
A complicated mix of particles
Together form waves
Just like light that comes from grandma's lamp
Soft like a kitten
This panting babbling concourse of love
We understand it like frogs driving cars
Races through our minds like molasses
It fills us with ***** sweet *****
Jun 8, 2011
Jun 8, 2011 at 7:36 PM UTC
crackle
goes the fire
possessed
by my ****** heart
Flying sticky waves
Of achy-stabby sweetness
Going towards the boys
Towards the girls, to everyone
A never-ending flash
Induces a hyperactive coma
We all sleep together
With our organs jumping around inside
A complicated mix of particles
Together form waves
Just like light that comes from grandma's lamp
Soft like a kitten
This panting babbling concourse of love
We understand it like frogs driving cars
Races through our minds like molasses
It fills us with ***** sweet *****
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