When I’m feeling down,
She brings a wide smile to my face...

It was 10 p.m. I was on the phone,
To the one I adore and love so much...

The holding of powerful lust,
Standing here being the one to trust...

Sweet tourniquet,
Embrace my sole...

Catch my tears,
As they fall...

I see you standing there,
About to walk away...

Red as the roses that brush against your lips,
Sweet as the touch at the end of your fingertips...

Please come and take my hand,
Hold on to it tight...

If my heart could sing a thousand songs,
And beat a million rhymes...

A new born creation,
A touch of pixie dust...

When I touch your hands,
My stomach tenses...

My heart beats once more,
For you I shall bleed tonight...