natasha lov

up against

the red brick wall

gunshot above

 

my head,

laughing crime

i am not dead…

 

tis a whisper natasha

i’m falling in lov

with you…

 

butterflies, fill my heart’

with every thought about

you too…

 

ifinn i would take

your hand,

we would travel to

a far off land…

 

there would be no

honest sin,

as we did crossed

a golden desert

of sand…

 

clean water drifting, fountain

of youth…

as far as the eye sees

within the midnight breeze

 

please natasha

take my hand within our hearts

fly away,

on the rainbow sea…

 


natasha lov

natasha lov

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