I Enjoy Being Seduced
Spinning in a fog of exhaustion and unfulfilled need. I swim through the thick air to you
Like smoke fading into the setting sun, the days cares slide free on my being.
I grow tired, weary and mentally spent. You come to me in my dreams, every time I close my eyes.
Never to be taken or touched by the mortal likes of me.
Still....I need you
Like smoke fading into the setting sun, the days cares slide free on my being.
I grow tired, weary and mentally spent. You come to me in my dreams, every time I close my eyes.
Never to be taken or touched by the mortal likes of me.
Still....I need you