You're a doll.
Lilac little scarf adorns your face.
Hoping heartless for a trace
Of it across the canyon I embrace as my skin.
Leaves in echoless wind within
Trace a path of complete nothingness.
So please... Release your choking scarf
And pour some substance into me.
The liquid fire in your thighs
That bubbles little boils on your naked back.
Lay you down onto the ocean top
And kiss within the vapor cloud
That cools off of your skin.
Pour some substance into me.
The soothing stream that leaks from every gleam
Inside your crystal eyes.
Freezes every moment in a simple ice.
Traps our memories across the hall
Where you first met my stare
And stays eternal there.
Bleed some substance into me.
Fill me with the life that once flowed through these veins.
Show me how you colored right my aching flesh
With tranquil pain.
The kind that coats my heart inside a glowing frame.
It warms. It hurts. It cools.
It's you... It's you...