Catching thoughts on a Friday night
I must be alone
Cause all I’m doing is thinking of you
Maybe if I had a date I wouldn’t be locked down or shut up with words floating around in this head of mine
Maybe I’d be able to take words as themselves and not dress them up to be something famous and, when you think about it, unknown
You words are a treasure to me because they are so far and so few and so distant
I am stretching you wide
If my mind were a voodoo doll
Boy would you be in trouble
I’d have you with me always
Don’t worry about night time
I just want you near
You might feel me if you close your eyes at night
My body on top of yours
I straddle
I like it there on top
We are close
And I feel like you are something that can be owned by me fully
I lock my arms around you tight and I feel in control
Copyright © 2006 by Arin Lawrence
Friday, January 06, 2006
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