Music Is Our Beat, A Rhythmatic Feel Of Being Sweet. Listening to a song, where new life may belong. Playing a board game, as everything is not the same. Jump up and down, all over town. Shake and twist, as no one holds up a fist. So sweet as I shake, my sweet cake. Our hearts do buzz, as our love does. In my mind is only you, as you are kissing me true. You I like to lust, as I may even rust. You love I try to steal, so pretty you are is how I really feel. My only love of light, so pure and very bright. #0450 14 September 1982 Cucu Monga Cat © 1982 MEOW-CAT
Posted on: Wed, 14 Aug 2013 07:13:04 +0000
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