Title: Dry Coasters
Posted On: 2015-04-01 19:14:02 UTC

I'm not sure of the name of that road of longevity that leads to Las Vegas I'm sure of the synonymous mood I yearn for To pursue someone among this road Gentle cruising and chasing the car she said she drove The smell of her car's perfume keeps me on track behind her Longing on this long strip of tar so I can converse and rewind her Not for any sexual advances would I red wine and fine dine her To hear her voice of secrets while her necklace reflects on the glass as if I've reclined her Coasting along the dry sand of this publicly anonymous strip A smooth sailing on land passing the chips Hopefully I catch up before I take a hiatus Because, I am, headed to Las Vegas

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