Crap Shoot
Roll the dice,
it’s a crap shoot;
Looking for paradise,
hard to refute;
I want racing hearts,
I crave intensity;
I need comfortable silence;
I know, it’s a crazy fantasy;
I want music between us
that only we can hear;
I crave fire,
burn me sweetly my dear;
I need you to finish my thoughts,
ease my spirit with a whisper;
I know, it seems impossible;
Roll the dice,
it’s a crap shoot;
You never know
unless you flip that switch.
It’s a Crap Shoot contest. 5/6/19
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