I Wanted to Feel Your Tongue on Mine.
But You Sent Me Away
Even as my eyes pleaded
Dance with me
under this moonlit Skye
Chasing a star but never catching up
Instead I was Drunk under the azure lit by gold
And I’m not sure why
You sent me away without taking me In and I wonder if I didsomethingwrong
Because I always wonder
And then I wonder
Is there such a thing?
To want and to lust and to need and to trust?
Because I do. Oh, how I do.
Not to use me or hurt me or bend me or break me
But do you? Do. You?