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Siren howling with the horn of a voice playing deflty in right ear
The squeel of the pedal to the metal
As I tightrope between mothers words of disimburcement to contest my love for you
The deep reach between the sheets
Crying into the arms of joy and proximity of the way you found me
Now we are hear not cruising but schreeching down a highway
Looking left to right
And I asked you where my necklace was from?
All that ice, all those lights in my screen of eye
This beautiful union may close
Right here
Right now
Yet it isn't
Yet it can't be
Your skills again lands our beings to safety like tantilisling orgasm
Lofty clouded height
I am a medium to my own desturction
Unable to untie my hand from your ill fated life
No bullets flew this time
When will energy be replaced with sense
Much I have deep lessons learnt
Yet the sense of you and I am lost undone and begun into a world
So purple dark and transcending into bleakness
That I can't help myself but to reach to you
