Tuesday, February 3, 2009

In Toe

Sweetness let the ropes go,
Pass the knife.
Nolong do I feel unbound,
My new friend the ground.
I have found my door,
Tie me to the floor.
Walk not around,
I know how much you like the sound.
My escape is lit above me,
I'm just to weak to see.
Please don't leave me,
It's a painful tease to need.

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