A Tiny Dirty Corner
Desember 20th, 2007 by Octrin
oh yes I like you
But when you are that close I can not reach you
Or even poke these words for you to hear
You are as pure as the fountain
and the dirtiest secret inside my brain
and in my brain, and in my brain only
So let my mind surfs you
and let me always spend this fond for you too
Trembling fingers of the dirty mind
there lies my naughty longing for your jolting bind
ask the Lord why He gave me this
or why He teased me with a piece of drugged brownies
why oh I never know
away from you slowly I’ll go
October 18, 2007