Unsent Love Letter

Published on March 4, 2005 By propagandhi In Philosophy

You dirty dirty mother fucker
I think I fucking love you
Where do you get off

Where do you get off making an irreversible impression on me
how gave you the keys to me Jeep
beep beep

hugging you is comfort
dancing naked with you is hot
your words burn and melt me at the same fucking time

I cant send this to you because
I'm not a boy

I can't send this to you because
I'm not a girl

Can we really go there?
Can we go where no body I know has gone before?

Can my love for you fight off degradation
Can our chemistry outdo science

questions only the clock will answer
questions I've never needed to ask before

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