Sitting in her fire,
the one in my dreams.
Burning in desire,
for her...so it seems.
She's my wild one,
with a poisonous touch.
Im the bullet she's the gun,
with her..its never to much.
But when she's sweet,
she brings me to my knees.
Have mercy and complete,
finish me off please.
Cut me up with her razor tongue,
eat me alive.
Im dead until I've been stung,
her poison is how I survive.
A whisper I sent to caress your ear,
you know Im the man for you ......
That much is clear.
A whisper.
*S*