Miracle

A lady rush to mine Manson. Says hello?

Curtains wide open  closed again, doors banged, red light flashed.

A  glimpse makes  cool and bloomed.

Staring makes her nervous & blinking eyes as ocean.

Apple chicks, orange nipples want to hug, kiss & bite the lovely lips.

Later, A proclaim come in Massachusetts womb is mine.

Need DNA, frustrates  her to likely to murder.

Never be a companion to thy bitch, they ruin innocence

If it would be than it would be a miracle.