Thursday, January 03, 2008

Shivers

Yeah, it's pretty cold in my room
I know how the damp air hits your face
You'll feel it subside soon enough
Soon you'll know how easy it is
How moist and shallow all this really is

How disappointingly mechanic
When you crave for the organic
How deliciously erratic
As you lust for phallic

Is it beyond the physical, do you know?
Is it innocence you shed, is it desire?
You want a new feeling, a shiver. Let go.

A warm tingle, as you slowly close your eyes.
Let me embrace you. Get lost in it.

Ahh, but forget it.
As you fog my glasses up
As you bite yourself
In recognition
You know it as well as me
That's all there's left to do.
You.

And, sure, it'll hurt.
But, hey, you'll like it.

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