May 19, 2010

Intercontinental drift

When I woke up
There were messages waiting for me
When I sipped up
There were adulations waiting for me
When I looked up
There was a handsome face staring at me
When I dressed up
There were sartorial suggestions waiting for me

When I wait up
There were messages waiting to be read
When I climbed up
There were words waiting to be heard
When I dialed up
There was a loving voice waiting to be heard
When I gave up
There was a tender voice waiting to be heard

When I hooked up
There were words of wisdom for me
When I hung up
There was a soul who was dialng for me
When I rung up
There was a soul waiting for me
When I lived up
There was a soul waiting for me

When he hooked up
There was nothing from my end
When he fucked up
There was nothing from my end
When he was sucked up
There was nothing from my end
When we hung up
There was nothing from my end

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