Saturday, April 4, 2009

Plea Bargain

Blowing the trumpet horn,
I caught her in the side
Of my eye.
She speaks Spanish through her smile.
Radiant blue eyes betray an icy cold heart
That tears me apart.

Freaky laser beams radiate out
From all around her.
She levitates from room to room,
On her freakish soul energy.
I want to catch her glance.
If only this space could carry my thoughts.

Can you hear me?
I’m looking at you!
I want to mindmerge you,
Get under the layers,
And see the heart of the sun.
Can you dig it?

Saturn’s rings got nothing on your blond lockes.
Can you see yourself?
Do you know what I’m going through?
You knock me down with your gaze.
Your breath is intoxicating.
Your dress makes me want to sell my home.
I’d give my blood for your legs.

Can’t you tell you were made for me,
Space girl?

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