Thursday, October 7, 2010

Poem no. 1

I like the way , you run the show.
It makes me say , Dutchy baby oh oh.
You make my blood go so low.
Not only low but also travel slow.
Where's the cupid & It's pin sharp bow.
I want it to pierce your heart & make you glow.
Glow & go. Baby , give me another show.

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