Night goes down for the ligthts entwine
the moon goes down for the sun to shine
there is a lovely lady still awake
half in the dark half in the mist
this morning breeze she is to take
Her clothes are not to mistake the time
inside her lies a beast waithin to unwind
seein the curves her body starts to arch
faster and faster she starts to spark
Straigher the roads become to the sunshine
she streaches herself breathes and screams
as i open the throttle and outlive my dreams
she is none other that that beautiful in-line
the beast that all know as the 929
posted by soulreaper @ 12:49 PM
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