I will hold a hand up, to den -y the apple of my eye.
Pins and needles, in my heart and arms,
trying to impress the lifeless & loveless, only she can disarm,
these bomb exploding in my brain,
drain the poison from my veins.
Give me mouth to mouth, taste my purity.
I can’t save you, but you could save me.
Just keep clutching my sides, exceedingly,
arms wrapped tightly – and tightening,
as our tongues do the talking –
I hear the world burning – and couldn’t care,
caress your face and hair,
Past the layers – lips moist, quivering and bare,
dripping the cure over curled fingers…
An Angels whispered voice lingers…
Suck my neck, my minute to minute, midnight lover,
Eye, Dan -i, eye, … bye bye.