Miss Leading

Is it in my mind, the face of your divine
The rush of your ocean going up and down my thighs
Can I touch the sky, can I feel sublime
Is it easy for you to witness greatness
Looking in my eyes

Is it me you see
Laying out in front of you
Or is it a perversion
Of all my truths

I am here no more
Than the ghost livin in ur eyes
Touch my flesh
Feel my heat, open wide

Follow my movements
To the land of your desire
But I cannot promise you
A way back

And I’ll keep telling you
I just cant keep hanging on
It’s the future youre striving for but
I just cant keep hanging on

Be the first to witness
A sneak into my kingdom
A vision of the spirit
Of my quintessential essence
Can you see my presence,
Is it really my substance
That’s gushing over your cup
Of momentary bliss

Are you allowing it to fill you up
Do you feel whole now
Is that hole gone now
Do you have a home now
Is it enough

I am here no more
Than that ghost in your eyes
Touch my flesh
Feel my heat, open wide

Follow my movements
To the land of your desire
But I cannot promise you
A way back

And I’ll keep telling you
I just cant keep hanging on
It’s the future youre striving for but
I just cant keep hanging on

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