This bed is a ship | Sid Branca's online journal of writing scraps

This bed is a ship is a sporadically updated internet journal, 
a home for odd scraps of writing.

Fake fur short skirt bedroom eyes self-conscious flirt (I don’t know what to do with you girl) your face is like a mirror I wanna cut it with lines your body’s like a river you got it flowin like wine your teeth are straight and narrow but you got a decadent twist you got me spelling your name when you start shakin those hips–

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