If you try to beseech me as I'm Drinking in the sound Something will well within me Just like ecstasy unbound. A voice just like a saxophone so Sexy in its plea. A siren’s song compelling me To stroll into the sea.
Poetry and Musings of the Mad: Luna : Please throw me a rope So I can climb to your heights. You can help me to cope. You can help set th...
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