ohhhh
I would rather be
sliding on you
and you on me
bathing in sweat
the water of sin
have you inside
down deep within
ahhhhhhhhh
I would rather be
tasting your skin
the taste left of me
after you were
down deep within
the taste of my salt
mined from my sin
but instead I am here
rather alone
tortured by the echoes
the memory of moan

02/28/2005