Treasure Island

Mandolyn ...

this is for you...or whatever

drop sunshine in my lap
draw me a map
i'll direct the traffic to the South-
open your mouth
and let me tip toe to your tongue;
you can push me
if you're short on time
i won't mind the scratch or itch
you leave me with-

baby, that's a lie

this is gonna be one long
frustrating trip.

Submitted: Friday, July 25, 2014

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