we used to build sandcastles
in the Savana,
when ur kisses
were better than wine,
i used to draw spineless lizards
whos tails tickled ur arched toes....
got high off of ur atmospere
and drifted on the curves of your
cheeks..
i was immortal...
u fed me grapes
from an oasis in the
Sahara Desert,
went back to the garden
of EDEN
where i stroked the hairs
on your head trying to
awaken new orgin
in every strand....
i waited while u checked
to make sure
the animals still
bowed when i walked pass
Queen of the Nile
Princess of the Seven Moons
The Crowned Godess....
i was born again.....
-story
copywrite 2004, all rights reserved
in the Savana,
when ur kisses
were better than wine,
i used to draw spineless lizards
whos tails tickled ur arched toes....
got high off of ur atmospere
and drifted on the curves of your
cheeks..
i was immortal...
u fed me grapes
from an oasis in the
Sahara Desert,
went back to the garden
of EDEN
where i stroked the hairs
on your head trying to
awaken new orgin
in every strand....
i waited while u checked
to make sure
the animals still
bowed when i walked pass
Queen of the Nile
Princess of the Seven Moons
The Crowned Godess....
i was born again.....
-story
copywrite 2004, all rights reserved