JazzA Poem by ICE
Slight of hand Tight lipped jazz cool breezes on the ocean floor I wanna dance arms tangled around your neck Scream to the world you're Mine Let me take the lead you don't even have to Move your feet Smooth ryhthm and jazz Bodies sway to a beat Noone can hear I want to curl up And die without our Smooth tounged jazz © 2009 ICE |
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Added on October 8, 2009 |

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