I feel the skin move through me
like a thousand bricks fallen off of a mountain
completely at ease
you ravage me with your simplicity
eyes edged on the corner of every dark alley
your smile is a projector
in my mind of all the things
that I really admire
is it too much to ask
that you always spread your soul around me
I fall into heat
and there is no way to be discreet
about this anymore
Im bored with holding my tongue
Im bored with the run
I would like to lay in your arms
my beautiful sun
as I press my lips to yours
and my heart to the gun