Brand new black Ford w a Hemi marks the spot
Although it was night my collar was hot
Entering, I see medical supplies in a doctors lair
I saw the 2 right away and I saw their long black hair
One in a ponytail and one i waves
The kind of girls u see dancing at raves
Moments later two girls bodies embraced
As i gazed my heart raced
a mutlicolored dragon on her lower back
The other girl indulged her and she did react
Sounds of love, sweat and moans
Sights of passion sounds of groans
Exposed by film and bright light
Like a crime committed in the middle of the night
Long ebony hair thin faces, bodies glistened
bright lights, tongues, mouths, hands as i listened
Missing nothing aroused the obscene
except one thing, one thing absent from the scene
True Love.
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