Can you hear your blood
Is it pounding out the time?
Does it rise into your cheeks
And is your face bepainted red?
And a giggle, from the thrill
From the chill down your spine?
Does the blood in your cheeks keep the time?
Can you hear your blood, is it pounding out the time?
Can you feel it in your chest
Like it's bursting right in half,
While the lips run down your neck
And something in you snaps,
Wanting more?
Does the slamming keep the time?
Can you hear your blood? Is it pounding out the time?
While his hand runs down your leg,
Is it followed close behind by a kiss
And a touch, and A different touch,
While the pounding's in your veins,
Those two ones between your legs
While you lose what you've not gained.
Are you thinking what the same
As you will when morning breaks?
Do your veins pump the time?
Can you hear the blood? Is it pounding out the time,
Bubbling up to your face
And welling out and over?
Are you sore on the outside,
Maybe sore in the soul?
Did you think? Did you know?
Do you regret? Maybe more?
You gave all you could give,
Now you can't give it anymore.
Are you ashamed?
Does your blood keep the time,
Does your face betray your secret,
Does the pillow have a face,
Do you ache?
