Natural selection
Now just an impression
A first one
With the mass of one ton
Lowered down onto the tip of my tongue
Flowered through the tip of my handshake
Lick me like a cottonmouth snake
Sweet like lemon cake
Your charm is venom
And I yearn for its death.
The last time you saw me
Was the last time I was alive
Your charm is venom
Now unzip that denim.
Jul 24, 2013
Jul 24, 2013 at 3:56 AM UTC
Natural selection
Now just an impression
A first one
With the mass of one ton
Lowered down onto the tip of my tongue
Flowered through the tip of my handshake
Lick me like a cottonmouth snake
Sweet like lemon cake
Your charm is venom
And I yearn for its death.
The last time you saw me
Was the last time I was alive
Your charm is venom
Now unzip that denim.
Ugh. Keats. Just think of Keats.
