The Sexuality
but let's go back to this cadence that provokes my jumpy feet
a sweet sound
that turns my brown skin a little pale
and my cheeks a little rosy
and my throat a little hoarse and a little dry
a sweet sound
that weakens my limbs
and allows my inner demons to reside within
the heart provides
this sweet rhythmic sound
i may be a mad pagan girl
and la di da my love
tricking and twisting gravity
i no longer need to think each day and night
i fall free
my heart
sees
knows
connects
and reacts to all you are
who ever you are
and la di da my love
this mad pagan girl is fully aroused now
now that you're around
feed me my demented fantasy
with the use
and the force of your external limbs
and la di da my love
tonight just be
deeply and discreetly
involved and in tune with me
drive my insanity mad pagan boy
ram me into the ground
and then nail me into the wall
caressing all my other pains
far far away
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