She has me simging I hear music When I see her face It's like magic But in a beautiful way I hum along To her melody She's a song Like sensual music therapy A dance inside My mind swaying Moving right along To the beat she's playing She has me singing To her vibrations I get goosebumps Picturing her gyrations ©Schizology

Schizology

October 1st, 2023, 5:30 am I can hear the geese honking I can hear the crickets chirping I can hear some birds singing A can hear a car approaching I think the geese are happy I think the crickets are noisy I think the birds are hungry I think the car was a Chevy I hear a noise in the bushes I hope that it quickly passes I hope that it's not the foxes I hope it stays in the darkness I stood up and I went inside I stand here where I preside I look out to view with my eyes And all I see are house flies ©Schizology

Schizology

She has me simging I hear music When I see her face It's like magic But in a beautiful way I hum along To her melody She's a song Like sensual music therapy A dance inside My mind swaying Moving right along To the beat she's playing She has me singing To her vibrations I get goosebumps Picturing her gyrations ©Schizology

Schizology

October 1st, 2023, 5:30 am I can hear the geese honking I can hear the crickets chirping I can hear some birds singing A can hear a car approaching I think the geese are happy I think the crickets are noisy I think the birds are hungry I think the car was a Chevy I hear a noise in the bushes I hope that it quickly passes I hope that it's not the foxes I hope it stays in the darkness I stood up and I went inside I stand here where I preside I look out to view with my eyes And all I see are house flies ©Schizology

Schizology