Salty lips pressed against the bottle
Waiting for that sun to set upon the sea.
The arrival of another being becomes apparent
As the handsome smile brings more sunlight to the shore.
The waves are crashing and the wind is blowing
But the thought of doubt keeps running through the mind.
The coconut *** smells so delicious but so evil
As I begin to discover what's really going on...
Jul 29, 2010
Jul 29, 2010 at 4:30 PM UTC
Salty lips pressed against the bottle
Waiting for that sun to set upon the sea.
The arrival of another being becomes apparent
As the handsome smile brings more sunlight to the shore.
The waves are crashing and the wind is blowing
But the thought of doubt keeps running through the mind.
The coconut *** smells so delicious but so evil
As I begin to discover what's really going on...