Rules are rules.
For me, for pools for fuss.
For sunscreen and chlorine.
for sunshine and room fluff dust.
For a grin that makes its way from the kitchen to the bedroom.
for a game that young people play on dates to provoke or groom.
Rules are rules.
Don't they just arouse us.
Our fears and turn ons have rules.
that run around like maniac adolescents.
wreaking havoc with our patience.
So when i arrived late well I broke a rule.
There's no coming back from that.
Everyday is an adventure.
The sparkling consequences.
Turn me into something I wasn't before.
Raking leaves with fake smile.
Fish and wine.
rules for restaurants.
ways you dine.
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