Smile Smile

Back and forth and swaying

Liquid cool, hot to the touch

Sweet angel, devilish game.

Kisses my high, taunting the low

Rushing, spinning, and i want some too.

Darlin little candy grrl come my way

Beat box and rythmic moves

Tonight she's my treasure all my own

And though i sleep,

She's up and on

Like a drug in my system,

She's already gone.

(dreams of night of brash electronic noise, and tender kisses upon womanly flesh. dreams of a sicklysweet candyraver girl come my way.)

02/27/2002

Posted on 02/27/2002
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