You are laid in my arms.
You charm me as a snake does.
You kiss my lips,
My life with you is pure bliss.
I'm laying in the arms of heaven,
Chaste, but not pure.
You purr at me from a perfect distance.
Pray baby,
let us fly,
Let us cruise the purplish skies.
The clouds are black,
Now there's no turning back.
The corkscrew turns,
A pressure release.
This tormenting tiger,
Can be a loving lion.
So lets ****,
Let's **** each other up,
To the rhythm of the dark.
(c) Livvi