A Grasp for Madison

When you bump and grind

Madison

You sweat like a man on fire

You push me to the limit

Of my endurance and

Sit on my lap getting higher

Than you have ever been.

I love you Sweet Genocide

You kill us with your way of being

Too cool to paint

Ball or aerosol

Just love is what you take

And make

For all the love songs

In kingdoms of fire

Make you the interest of

Mine.

Love

B

BCDFM

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