Monday, August 29, 2011

Cruise

His voice tingles my spine
To the very core, he blows my mind
Thoughts of him cruise my mind
I'm racing towards the finish line
His voice, soft and smooth
I find my pleasures soothed
And my juices move...downstream
Along with this cruise
Still racing. High speed.
No way I can lose
His voice, low and subtle
His voice cuddles around my ears
His sound tuggles and clears
My eyes follow his HARMONY
His SYMPHONY
His RAPHSODY
His song can't go wrong
His lyrics ever-long
His rhythm so strong
Rolling with the waves of this cruise
I continue racing, pacing to the groove
Turn up the speed. Full throttle
His voice takes lead and I follow
Clear across the finish line
His raphsody intertwined
Victory ever-mine

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