A Couple Poem by Louis Borgo

Shouted at the top of your lungs vibe with me,

The bottom of the ninth you are my main hitter,

Sounds and vibration dolphin of nights of scandals,

The tenth of every week is your very weakness,

Weak among tears body and fluids sound so a like,

Jounrey of time lick between lips,

Life if it self does get any sweeter,

The tenth of every week is your very weakness,

The bottom of the ninth you are my main hitter,

Kiss at among a night circle around the pool,

Pull of a hand legs up legs down,

Strong hold runner of a distance await,

Shall we be one or another distance lover,

What is of a,

Couple,

What is of a,

Couple,

What is of a,

Couple,

Love.