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By B.K. Date: 2007 Aug 24 Comment on this Work [[2007.08.24.22.23.31406]] |
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Rolling this pen across my lips A slight shudder tugs at me Your mind knows your weakness As well as it knows mine It holds up your action To my reaction Baby you know my reactions Have them memorized Poetically from A to Z It’s our first class flight Through infinite possibility So close your eyes And turn on the engine By slim chance you get bored Just turn another curve And don’t forget the taut history Or would that be chemistry Darlin forget the fifty dollar words Just move on over here N let's romance this synchronicity Hot Summer...2007bk |