A year ago, you urged me to do what was best for me - and that changed everything. A year later, you're urging me to do what is best for you - and that changes everything.
My spine is made of iron My blood is acrylic paint My tears are holy water My eyes are raw stone My mind is made of gold My heart is matte polish My thoughts are sinful fire My dreams are wasted air
How long has it been Since you thought I forgot The lies that you called sin Were natural Our inclination To touch skin To rush in And feel pleasure In pleasuring Measured by unmeasured breathing Leaning in lips touch Pulling out as much As pushing in Gasping Desperate for the touch I miss that as much As anyone can For it has been A long time between Lovers