"glovers" poems
The room is dark
and filled with waves
the bass drops low
the glovers glow
and the rythem flows
then the DJ slows
DROP
and the rabbits rave
their night is day
they dance
until the sun breaks way
then the roll dissolves
but the love will stay
and the chemical bonds
wont separate
the good vibes rise
and the children stand
ready to leave this earth
for wonderland
Feb 6, 2013
Feb 6, 2013 at 3:37 AM UTC