Torn from the womb prematurely there were no baby cries
when I hear her rebel yell she’ll say jump and I jump like hell
*** Spasms lifts her body with eyes closed the Doctor explains
Imprisoned by a yeaning lust of addiction the hot pipe burns
parking down the street walking very discreet to my back alley girl I slip inside wiping the tears
Is it the horsy ride that makes you giggle in dreams or the flying spoon open the hatch
So full of hate your demons of evil they wait for your command and hunger
if I tie my feelings to your dreams would you share them
Love never written compose each line lost in feelings
the essence of your love permeates my soul
*** captivated by your style a fever of wanting overcomes me
Traces of distrust from tainted thoughts search for answers
She lost her innocence’s to the dark side of life in her room all alone
The sands of time holds our memories of being they
Feeling of touch are complete with pillow talk and kisses sweet sighs
