There is only you
With those hands
And those eyes
And those lips

I bet you bite hard
And pull the skin with your teeth
To remind your victim
Of your ability
To easily tear the flesh

'Murica is gettin' cold
And dark
And grey
And sad
But, there you are

In the blur that is Fall

Everything dies
To desolate the earth for Winter
And, here I am

Made alive by you

Through the cold
Maybe you will keep me warm
Maybe you will keep me
From freezing to death

There, in your shame
Cozy and warm
Until the Spring
When I can step into the sunshine
Out of your embrace

Would you want to keep me?



Well?