The stamina of the ogler
We are all ogling
The lengths we...
The pull that we...
The hearts that pound from a land
Underground...i swear i'll not
Trek there, where okidoki is swallowed
As saccharin
With relish
Swear I will
The bitterest pill
In the coldest of corners but by the cutest
Of babies, they
Found me in Lyon
Found me in Venice
Found me in demand
Just when I needed it least
Just as I had found a somewhere with
A sparkling somebody
Never on the island nation am I
To berth, I am found, fattened on a newer potent ground
I am held
I am gripped
Will bell you later
Father of one passes me by, has said hi
Once before but not anymore
Read later as weekend
Have a nice one...i think you are busy now
Thank you
I look around
I look around and realise why
I'm alone
The furnitures in text
The furniture in place
Storage solutions
Fancy the merchant
Okay okay perfect
My prince
Everything a bit hit 'n miss
But more miss to be honest
If you can call me...five minutes later
There is landline and there is the alternative
There are the bombs that fall on the performance
As it is performed
Then there is the brush-off
Seriously, can't play with nature overseas
Party girl...this is my new no.