May 21, 1984 5:20 p.m.
Poetry by Michael F. Nyiri
Piston Love
Everytime they make it its just Piston Love Feel alive overdrive Piston Love Rocket jet don't come not yet Drop a note forget to float It's Piston Love Automatic gears turn Up and down oil to burn Lubricate no time to waste Every time they make it its just Piston Love Everyone I meet's involved in Piston Love Over out smile don't pout Piston Love Eager eyes synchronous sighs Look at me eyes wide with glee Its Piston Love Autoromantic gears mesh In and out in the flesh Lifescenario its the way to go Everyone I meet's involved with Piston Love What ever happened to romance? What ever happened to locked liquid eyes? Was this Piston Love or a missed chance? Could we ever experience shared sighs? I want to meet and make it with you Piston Love I want to make it up to you Piston Love I want to stop the car Don't want to go that far But everytime they make it It's just Piston Love.
copyright 1999-2004 by Michael F. Nyiri
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