The River

Take me by the hand Lead me to the place with no plan No eager pleasing the meager All I want is to feel your warmth, let it fever Strip through your mind let me pick you open Closed for the night; throw in a draft-token Swiftly down the river, you are quiet outspoken Whisper... Continue Reading →

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