Snap, Snap
Beatnik soul
Cutting groove of destiny
Fingers strong
A Second sight
Crosses lips
Of sugar
Promised delight
Change
Under cover of night
with a snap
ing grin
A retreat begins
To shun
To beckon
Her svelte smile
refuses reveal
But the parting lips
breathe promise
breathe life
Breath
SNAP
Cutting groove of destiny
Fingers strong
A Second sight
Crosses lips
Of sugar
Promised delight
Change
Under cover of night
with a snap
ing grin
A retreat begins
To shun
To beckon
Her svelte smile
refuses reveal
But the parting lips
breathe promise
breathe life
Breath
SNAP
Love it! Sorry I couldn't receive it live. We had too many electronics accessing the internets that Al Gore invented.
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No problem, glad you like it!
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