Word play,
foreplay....
Between the lines or
Between the sheets...
Her move my move,
The strategy begins...
My fault...
Her falt...
What's the difference....
She throws a dagger...
I throw a dagger....
Black and white
so what's the fight...
A heart that holds us...
A mind that molds us...
World's apart,
so how did it start...
Crippled by a cruch...
A life of fuss...
What can hold it...
What can mold it..
The question,
is only in the moment..
Only the moment,
is the eye of the beholder
without a shoulder....
To cry when tagged,
under the buds or rolled over...
Decimals demencile demanding,
in the roller coaster...
Mar 4, 2017
Mar 4, 2017 at 1:37 PM UTC
Word play,
foreplay....
Between the lines or
Between the sheets...
Her move my move,
The strategy begins...
My fault...
Her falt...
What's the difference....
She throws a dagger...
I throw a dagger....
Black and white
so what's the fight...
A heart that holds us...
A mind that molds us...
World's apart,
so how did it start...
Crippled by a cruch...
A life of fuss...
What can hold it...
What can mold it..
The question,
is only in the moment..
Only the moment,
is the eye of the beholder
without a shoulder....
To cry when tagged,
under the buds or rolled over...
Decimals demencile demanding,
in the roller coaster...
