Your presence passing is a way to seduce me
My interaction with you always chills me

I dreamt about you pushing yourself in me
My subconscious was acting pressure-reality

It’s some wild weather
I’ll worry about it later
I must feel something from you or I’ll lose some points
You had me held at gunpoint
It’s a stormy weather
All I wanted was to kiss your lips

You’re a transcript for a miss
I’m a transcript for a reservation

written on October 9, 2008

eidos # 365


~ by controlkiryu on 24. 09. 2013.

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