Good Dreams tend to Smother
|Master the monster underneath your skin.
A sparkle of examination always begs for sin.
Fire from your brain.
Wrinkles in the need to gain.
Make love on a concrete floor.
Hide behind a painted door.
White is the color of your journey:
Innocent and without injury.
Marry the monster within your dreams.
Disguises are presents among your scenes.
Locked-up in curious selection.
Choices based on a sold affection.
Copyright 1999, Chris Florez age 26