Could be lost
Don't know this place...

Arousal fills the air
Hands, skin, the sting of lust...

A poet cries
Screaming for words...

Call me cruel in your snaky lisp
Let your disgust flow over my weary flesh...

The words she spoke
were of crystal blue sadness...

Watched you laughing
Consuming my frustration...

Sneaky streets
Heartfelt beats...

Never thought you loved me
Our time was always cold...

Stars cascade
Through my parade...

All of my words
Pour from my eyes...

Rapids envelope a darkening soul,
Every breath welcomes dirty water to fill the...

Drank that love from in your eyes
But thirsty, still was I...