poke
Saturday, July 11, 2009 @9:38 PM
Poke at my iris, why can't I cry about this?
Maybe there is something that you know that I don't?
We adopt a brand new language, communicate through pursed lips,
You try not to put on any sexy clothes or graces.
I might never catch a mouse and present it in my mouth
And make you feel you're with someone who deserves to be with you.
But there's one thing we've got going and it's the only thing worth knowing.
It's got lots to do with magnets and the pull of the moon. |