My Heart is Thrown to the Pebbles and the Boatmen....

L'amour Looks Something Like You

You came out of the night,
Wearing a mask in white colour
My eyes were shining
On the wine, and your aura.
All in order, we move into the boudoir,
But too soon the morning has resumed.

I’m hanging on the old goose moon.
You look like an angel,
Sleeping it off at a station.
Were you only passing through?

I’m dying for you just to touch me,
And feel all the energy rushing right up-a-me.
L’amour looks something like you.

The thought of you sends me shivery.
I’m dressed in lace, sailing down a black reverie
My heart is thrown
To the pebbles and the boatmen.
All the time I find
I’m living in that evening,
With that feeling of sticky love inside.

I’m hanging on the old goose moon.
You look like an angel,
Sleeping it off at a station.
Were you only passing through?

I’m dying for you just to touch me,
And feel all the energy rushing right up-a-me.
L’amour looks something like you.


Oh god, Kate...you slay me.......

Listen people, from here on out the rules are just thrown out the window. It's Sunday Saturday night whenever I feel like it, and I wanna post about Kate so I am gonna, ok? I totally have this song stuck in my head, and that's ok, because it's an awesome song!
No more schedules EXCEPT for HNT on TH and 55Flash Fiction Friday of course, my two faves!
And, the lovely Ms. Logo and I are cooking up some other little games....stay tuned! Have a lovely week!