Would you drive my car Baby Girl?
On the road to oblivion,
And still, only half way......
To..... paradise.
When, grey eyes, turn to blue.
I smelled beautiful....
And, the beautiful.....was you.
Skin, as soft as ....velvet.
Trembling, to the touch!
I long, to hold you, close.
I long, to taste, your lips.
To cleanse, your fears, and
kiss, your tears.
What I need
Is
A travelling companion.
Giajl © Jim Love