extenuated trip this life
caught in motion we get
to burn it all the way out
According to poets the ride must
surely conclude with a slow dance
slow dance to death
might as well ask that pretty someone
you know you've been thinking about it all evening
in a place where it's always night
Dj knows what you need
something soft and sweet
don't be afraid
she's been waiting
palms lightly sweating
soft sweater hugging
(waiting for a chance to move
with you right into
the music,
right outta the gym, right
into a mysterious sky of
her head leaning on your shoulder)
it's never over
Sunday, February 28, 2010
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