It was another dawn, another night has been spent alone at a crowded tavern,
where he thought he'd forget about what they had, though he'd go for
flipping pages but she's locked up.. cloned in the pages of his
helpless mind, yet liquor glasses accumulated just like
their arresting, memorable moments stacked over
the years of warm covet and heated passion.
~
She surely couldn't mix oil with water, but she
indeed could turn his blood to
alcohol by the tender
genesis.
-J.Hdr
where he thought he'd forget about what they had, though he'd go for
flipping pages but she's locked up.. cloned in the pages of his
helpless mind, yet liquor glasses accumulated just like
their arresting, memorable moments stacked over
the years of warm covet and heated passion.
~
She surely couldn't mix oil with water, but she
indeed could turn his blood to
alcohol by the tender
genesis.
-J.Hdr