Friday, April 9, 2010

Sleepytown

theres a place beside my nighttime
where no locales defined

fiction feels, distance is blind
time is ours and you are mine

im your raven-haired lustable
and we've the sheets for comfortable

weave you with me, just unfold
behold us; tangible, touchable.

undercover under covers, we understand
that taste in our time spent shan't be bland

spend it bending and blending mending hands
give power to choice, leave none to chance

dance with me and romance my dreams
stop the sun from bleeding, melt with me

tell tales of lovers spells to sing
in Sleepytown, where i'd pay, bet, buy, steal and sell to be.

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