Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Inside Your Clothes

I want to be inside your clothes tonight
Drop dead like the apple on Newton's head
Pull me down into you,
Away from the overtime shifts
Working in God's toilet.
Hold me like gravity
And hit me like a cyclone meeting a city
Dreaming of a revolution sunrise.
Take away those empty promises,
The Presidential campaign vows
And those cheerleader Wow's.
Protect me tonight,
The Baywatch guards watched me drown last year.




5 comments:

Abin Chakraborty said...

I understand the rush brother, but it's just a week more!

cosmos cami said...

I love that "Hold me like gravity line."

Promising Poets Parking Lot said...

this is romantic.
smiles.

brilliant talent.
make a contribution to us if you could, bless you.

booguloo said...

There's a lot of pent up passion there..Make sure the life insurance is up to date. smiles...

sayan said...

http://www.blogger.com/profile/12608900652242111334

smiles..
glad you liked it