Can I tell you how I put my heart on the line;
how I put in and gave out what was real with me;
only to become blinded by your illusive darkness
Can I take you inside my exhaustive thoughts;
so persistent in my brain, that only sleep could turn
them off, until I saw you in my dreams
Can I open your mouth to the hurt of your stark cold;
how callous your voice cut me to pieces of disbelief
Can I tuck you inside my pocket as I journey along your skin;
finally lick the wounds of time, as I gently seep back into your world...
....today I feast like a Queen;
watch you silver spoon me onto your tongue and
into the bed of your sumptuous heart,
where I submerge into the beat of our romance