Open Ocean
Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 2:22 pm
His parents always told him the worlds an open ocean
If you miss the miss in motion, there's sure to be more floating
Or so he's hoping.
Beneath the surface, he searches
For a deeper purpose, still swimming after women
He's yet to see it's to see its worth-less
Perhaps he'll pause, wade… wait for a wave with-in the waves
Of chicks, heading to the shore, so convinced, there's something more,
He's that body of water they don't wanna get in,
Not scared of the surface, just worried of what's
Swimming within him,
But until they remove their snorkels and see,
He'll chill towards the floor of the sea,
With friends of his own league,
Waiting for his “1â€
If you miss the miss in motion, there's sure to be more floating
Or so he's hoping.
Beneath the surface, he searches
For a deeper purpose, still swimming after women
He's yet to see it's to see its worth-less
Perhaps he'll pause, wade… wait for a wave with-in the waves
Of chicks, heading to the shore, so convinced, there's something more,
He's that body of water they don't wanna get in,
Not scared of the surface, just worried of what's
Swimming within him,
But until they remove their snorkels and see,
He'll chill towards the floor of the sea,
With friends of his own league,
Waiting for his “1â€