My idol once said,"let the light in",
And those words are lingerin'.
He is my window pain;
His words are blinding
I ache to be a tree;
Swaying in his light is my sole deed.
To see him glow is a need;
I don't care if you call it greed
I'll make sure the pools glisten
While my heart has gone missin'.
His smile is the faith i believe in.
Oh! he has got me fantasizin'
Now my cheeks burn cherry red;
This hunger cannot be fed.
One touch- and my skin is shed.
For him, I would be alive and dead.
Why do my words not spill?
Why are my lips still?
My cries are shrill;
This mystery is a thrill.
My bones are ablaze;
This love is a maze;
But i don't mind being in this haze
This yearning is like a summer rain;
Its a relief from the arson's bane.
But its also wet from the tears drained;
Its what keeps my world sane.
So I will chant his name;
I'll walk done his lane,
Even if it's walking into a lion's mane,
Or limping with a cane.
Just Let me be yours
Jun 16, 2025
Jun 16, 2025 at 2:05 AM UTC
My idol once said,"let the light in",
And those words are lingerin'.
He is my window pain;
His words are blinding
I ache to be a tree;
Swaying in his light is my sole deed.
To see him glow is a need;
I don't care if you call it greed
I'll make sure the pools glisten
While my heart has gone missin'.
His smile is the faith i believe in.
Oh! he has got me fantasizin'
Now my cheeks burn cherry red;
This hunger cannot be fed.
One touch- and my skin is shed.
For him, I would be alive and dead.
Why do my words not spill?
Why are my lips still?
My cries are shrill;
This mystery is a thrill.
My bones are ablaze;
This love is a maze;
But i don't mind being in this haze
This yearning is like a summer rain;
Its a relief from the arson's bane.
But its also wet from the tears drained;
Its what keeps my world sane.
So I will chant his name;
I'll walk done his lane,
Even if it's walking into a lion's mane,
Or limping with a cane.
Just Let me be yours
When you love someone so much that everything whispers their name