The kind we used to scoff at when we were in the midst of it
In the heat
in all our passion
In the moment
When we
knew our place amongst the stars was reserved and we were headed there
Fast.
Bite the bullit that pierces my flesh
Hold back the great flood filling up the flood gates.
Ensnare me you woman
Temptress with eyes
That I lose myself in constantly
Perpetually I find
I've lost grips with reality
I have lost it all in my mind
The sad sad sad truth of me
I need nothing denied