March 17, 2009
A drug, dressed in blue eyes.
With its warm touch my head swims and spins,
In a beautiful dance.
Sends me to a place where I can prance
Barefoot I play.
I take you in my arms
And all cares drift away
The silent scream surrenders
To the rebellious squeal of delight.
One last kiss, then riding into the night

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