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| minervo 11/27/18 9:10:54 AM #1: | Can you handle the loving scream, unfolding love, from the unseen? Can you douse a candle with gasoline, Can you rouse my fury if youre clean? My scolding love, my loving queen, can you handle me? When you use me, you make me feel cold; yet if its to help, I will not yelp. Fly like a dove, faster than jets higher than nets, when the sun sets. You are my suit, you fit like a glove; you are so cute, the way you shove. The way youre mute, in the bright day; the garbage chute, it will not play. Tell it to scoot, it weighs too much; take another route; I feel your touch. When you use me, you make me feel cold; yet if its to help, I will not yelp. Fly like a dove, faster than jets above than nets, when the sun sets. I die each night, to give you life. I lie alone, I fight my wife. I sigh and moan, yet without strife. I cry and groan, with love Im rife. But when its night, so I dont bite, take my light, so you can fight. When you use me, you make me feel cold; yet if its to help, I will not yelp. Fly like a dove, faster than jets higher than nets, when the sun sets. When you abuse me, you make me feel cold; yet if its to help, I will not yelp. Fly like a dove, faster than jets higher than nets, when the sun sets. Douse me in water at night, clean and pure without ice; as I sizzle and go colder, Ill be nice. --- "how hard is it for people to understand that not everything you read will be something you agree with?" - Awesome ... Copied to Clipboard! |
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