unfinished poem..
"Bones"
The whiskey in my blood has something to say,
"You'll be mine tonight if I have my way."
Take me, shake me, make me alive.
Just try to leave now, bound to my side.
Innocence, purity, all in my head.
Bind and buckle my bones to this bed.
"Bones"
The whiskey in my blood has something to say,
"You'll be mine tonight if I have my way."
Take me, shake me, make me alive.
Just try to leave now, bound to my side.
Innocence, purity, all in my head.
Bind and buckle my bones to this bed.