Slip in the vision

Sip

Of the bubble

Transcending

From the depth of the flute

Glistening

In gold

Light captures the contours

Penetrating this skin

Crazy patterns

Disguise the bit

The colour of my spit

Melts the paint

From the sidewalk

Silver barbiturates

Gasp in the mirrors

Of attraction

Shoot them up

This stories a joke

Without a consuming

I aint loosing

Flow in this jam

Slick on me brother

Turn another trick on the loose

B cup dont impress me

When I got 2 cups to hold

I am alive

Drink in the copious

Absorb passion

Let the sun

Kiss my face