woah calm down im just trying to date your dad
you stare at me through the computer screen: kiss, kiss, kiss.
it was untimely heaven,
there with the scattered cards and the
dirty carpet one of my sisters threw up on a few
one more quaint pairing:
baby lush stuck at the lips,
at the yellow brick hands,
sucking in maraschino eyes.
quelle belle époque, us two for a minute so
it was untimely heaven.
you stare at me through the computer screen
and the light makes it
hard to sleep.