spring notes in the window songbirds sit excessive & lingering and i think of you as a tulip and how i become tied up in the blue of your eyes lust fattened by your fingertips the grunt of your grunt sun lit return to SHAMPOO 14
and i think of you as a tulip and how i become tied up in the blue of your eyes
lust fattened by your fingertips
the grunt of your grunt sun lit
return to SHAMPOO 14