Your kisses are a hider
for everything I love
and you will not deny it
the heaven sees it all
Indifferent is current
the year is twenty two
the color will be scarlet
with things we are to do
I HEAR YOUR VOICE
I SEE YOUR FACE
I'M INTO YOU
FOR ALL IT TAKES
The parted legs are blissful
with words that this entails
but pressure now is forming
you see I really failed
And sentiment is stillborn
there is some aftermath
no good sense of discretion
of things it really does