the day grows light.
so long to night.
the sun will uncover,
like the hand of a lover,
all the dark secrets,
of which we try to forget.
somewhere last night
there was a terrible fight.
in another place
a young girl lost her grace.
we sit and we pray
for the sun to stay laid,
yet there's no choice but one,
we must face the sun.

still and quiet.
all seems right.
no sound.
cant breathe
for fear
the world will hear
secrets,
regrets,
that shadows hide,
far and wide.

i saw
your face last night
and i tried to make it
smile the way it used to, but i
couldn't.

—

you say
he is inside
everything, everywhere
but where is he now? in my head?
no way.

—

guitar,
you are my joy.
in the darkest hour, you
bring me back to life and make me
happy.

my body burns, as if it's on fire
for your touch, your sweet caress
i wish to feel your hot mouth
sweeping across my skin
like soft silk it glides
teasing, pleasing
until i arch
and i
come

he smiles
i have done well
he says to me sweetly
touching his lips against mine, my
master

a joy to submit
i must admit
it gets me wet
when i think of it

give protection
no rejection
constant affection
for my selection

to receive trust
you simply must
treat me just
stay in lust