Forgotten, neglected,
i had to let him go...

No sadness, fear, or a desire to die;
summer days so smooth and you are so damn high...

My words are the tears that drip from my eyes,
and my eyes are clouds, obscuring my lies...

This is for my marine, he's in Iraq until June!
Your touch filled my veins with warm, flowing...

Can't stop lying, pushing them away
but i don't want you to go, please just stay...

Couldn't stop looking at the perfection of her...
the dainty little toes, quick touch and...

I want to feel your hands on me,
running over the curves of my body...

Can you hear me?
Do you see me...

What combination of words could
strike a chord in your heart...

Just a little kiss,
release in me all this...

Close your eyes and imagine
your thoughts going under...

This desire,
this need...