My hallucination, every drug that i
Need. i love you for your beauty. i love you
For the books you read. i watch you laze
In the sun, i watch your head come
Undone ; you smile ; the man and child with
Bee-stung lips where my tongue trips and
Curls and you kiss like a girl.
It frees me... frees me from the freeze.
And with the liberation everything`s
Taken higher ; and every complication,
Another spark for the fire. you`re nothing
More than eighteen but you are more than
You seem to be. you`ll win me with pale
White hands and soft demands and ways
To set the days ablaze.
It frees me from the freeze...
You`re like a favourite saint kept
Alive in prayer and paint. one looked a
Lot like you... saucer-eyed and stoned
And out of the blue.