rory laughing
the rip blue jean in the car
i am not gay at all
you know that
donald say oh yeah
the curl hair and blue eyes
his brother with his girlfriend in his apartment
donald know the smell of bachelor
living
and the rip blue jean room of the guitar
player poster
and the notes book full of lyrical
the picture of dark horse
draw when he was twelve
how old you are
donald asked
rory didnt answer the question
what we know
shirt off
at the corner of the door
dark horse
run in the field
and with
the smell
of...
every lover you have in your life
is part of your life
every lover you have in your life
is the moment after or before
your life and their life too
eternal kiss
i breath in
every morning
it was something
as i went out again
for ocean air
returning to the room
with pattern of title
i follow with my feet
and touch one to another
then feel
my wanderlust again