Collideascope00s
05-06-2009, 11:09 AM
Lucy comes on to me like a wave of beautiful mystique,
Her vibrant colors disassociated with the rave but with my mind I dare not critque.
While Miss Molly rolls across my face and down my frame,
It is the feeling in this case that will leave tomorrow lame.
I speak to you of two girls so devine,
Each I make only mine.
Some call it candy tripping,
Others don't know what they're missing.
But for you who know what I speak of,
This union I call love.
(Sorry, heh had a random spurt of needed creation. Extremely rough draft hardly even proof read... So bare with me)
Her vibrant colors disassociated with the rave but with my mind I dare not critque.
While Miss Molly rolls across my face and down my frame,
It is the feeling in this case that will leave tomorrow lame.
I speak to you of two girls so devine,
Each I make only mine.
Some call it candy tripping,
Others don't know what they're missing.
But for you who know what I speak of,
This union I call love.
(Sorry, heh had a random spurt of needed creation. Extremely rough draft hardly even proof read... So bare with me)