As I lay upon the zebra waves, I think of ways I misbehave, I think of all my "must-be haves" and "must-be needs", on my back and on my knees, and all my dreams that I want and need to be true, Because of you, my body aches and quakes and shakes, and I know above all, those things I must haves and must need, can only be satiated by you, because if I achieve every thing that I dream, quiet every scream, wipe every tear that reamed out of face, nothing of it would matter without you in this place, torn lace, wrinkled ribbon, everything I have and will ever be given, is My decision, a Gift for You, a lift from blue, fading my depression, my sexual disgression, There is never enough repetition of these words "I am Yours.I Love You. I am Yours. I Love You". Those words flow so freely so naturally from my lips, and my body and hips can't help rocking back and forth, east, west, south, and north, while saying your name, my tongue on my teeth, saying your name feels like the only time I've ever truly felt my mouth, then I go south feeling your manhood on my tongue, so young this feeling of bliss, wondering my whole life what have I missed, as you kissed my skin, so deep, I melt such heartfelt your belt colliding on my ass, over your knee, wanting and hoping I bruise easily, filled with glee so happy, I run to the mirror to get a view clearer, seeing with awe, all the world becomes detailed, this girl her trauma derailed, she is no longer impaled, by the crazy train on the wrong tracks she used to be, a train wreck before the cliff's edge, how ironic it's massacre, because for her it's a blessing in disguise, realizing this guy's in love with her too. As I lay upon these zebra waves, his scent makes me mellow, my head on his pillow, the birds chirping outside the window a if they say, "Good Morning Babygirl, Happy Saturday, Your Sir is on his way, back to you..."
I meant it not this way but the tears just flow and my makeup smearing all the more, leaving behind that familiar filthy residue. I may have begun to drive myself away, dragging you down as well. But it's done, I've flipped the switch and now it's dark once more. How painful is the music to my ears, I can't stand to be alone in it, yet here I am again. I pray you fly back and safely and warmly to me, though I fear I've dug the grave too deeply. As the dirt shifts within my soul, I choke on those loving words I'd meant for you. All the fragments of light I see becoming smaller and I wish to be near you in your embrace that might make me feel the warmth I'm missing. And in reality, I doubt I'd breathe another breath without you. So come hither and quickly soothe my dying heart, you are the only cure I know. I cry and cry again, come hither to heal and love me. Come hither and help me dry my tears.
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