Michigan Winter
bluejourneyman
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The spiking wind blows fierce.
Her white cotton dress blows
to the east.
Her brown, long satin hair
blows like a tropical flower
in a hurricane.
She gazes across the frozen lake.
The warm tea going down her throat
make her warm.
The frozen climate can’t hide the
warmth between her legs-
When she thinks of him.
Her white cotton dress blows
to the east.
Her brown, long satin hair
blows like a tropical flower
in a hurricane.
She gazes across the frozen lake.
The warm tea going down her throat
make her warm.
The frozen climate can’t hide the
warmth between her legs-
When she thinks of him.
Can't you see that there's light in the dark.
Nothing's quite what it seems in the city of dreams.
(Wolfmother)
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Grand Rapids 2006
Nothing's quite what it seems in the city of dreams.
(Wolfmother)
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Grand Rapids 2006
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