Monday, December 28, 2009

Don't touch me there.




The smell of burning leather
as we hold each other tight
As our rivets rub together
flashing sparks into the night
At this moment of surrender darling
if you really care
Don't touch me there

Please don't
Don't touch me there
Oh no not there
Don't touch me there
Anywhere but there
Don't touch me there

















tink walks amok

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