Prying eyes and an electric touch
you had me wrapped around your finger
the second your cold grey eyes looked in my direction
let me drag my hands down your back
let me take in a fresh breath
and hopefully
possibly even regrettably
wake up to you

like the waters of a raging ravine
you’ll end up where you need to be
like the white, drifting clouds in the sky
you’ll find your own way
tremble when my lips touch your thigh
it’s enriching, the little way you sigh

Grab my hair and I’ll take you by the tongue
the world goes on, it still moves
What’s the problem if it’s missing a few?
If you need me, I’ll be somewhere in the forest
digging my dry, college feet into the wet ground
so full of life, which is something I’ve been missing from mine

The world goes on
We can do as we please
The
  World
    Will
      Go
        On.