Let's dance,
Sing all the way to France.
Flowers in my hair & mushrooms in your pants,
Pockets unfold with silent colors in a trance.
The sweet scent of your voice is enhanced ~
Shaping circles of light, you smile with stance.
Our eyes swimming in a candied dalliance,
May this last forever ~ Now is our only chance.
Feb 3, 2014
Feb 3, 2014 at 12:57 PM UTC
Let's dance,
Sing all the way to France.
Flowers in my hair & mushrooms in your pants,
Pockets unfold with silent colors in a trance.
The sweet scent of your voice is enhanced ~
Shaping circles of light, you smile with stance.
Our eyes swimming in a candied dalliance,
May this last forever ~ Now is our only chance.
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