It’s not my birthday,
but I’m wearing my suit
and making a point.
Call me Gift from God,
call me Tressed Rider,
call me crazy.
But
history shall give
me more power
than the steed
between my legs.
..
Written for Poetic Asides.
It’s not my birthday,
but I’m wearing my suit
and making a point.
Call me Gift from God,
call me Tressed Rider,
call me crazy.
But
history shall give
me more power
than the steed
between my legs.
..
Written for Poetic Asides.
Thanks a lot for making me think about chocolate. 😛
I love it…and that’s the naked truth