Quote:
Originally posted by TheFLY
While I pop your cherry wood
you have to understand that I understood
before hand.
don't reprimand me
for that hand on your thigh
you won't say goodbye
as I kiss your neck
I'm the one you call
when you're on your back
I'm at your beck and call
do not stall
I'm not a FLY,
I'm the fleck in your eye...
the sparkle you see
when you look in the mirror
i'm 3D,
in surround sound
i rebound your mind
i'm too kind
to your skin
i'm inclined to be reclined
and then
say goodbye
to the sigh
that escapes your lips
when you kiss me
for the last time.
I resign.
|
Definitely a sign that "times are a changin'", when the words 3D, and surround Sound are in a love poem.