In a daydream
I walk away from you
Only to find you
At the other end of the street
How curious, you say
I was just thinking of you
Even though I know
That we have yet to meet
In the night time
We make love on sacred ground
I keep time by pulsing blood
And your breath's the only other sound
You bring me to the tremors then you calm me
You take me in your hand I stop the twitch
I breathe from paper bags, you laugh, I see
you little turkey, you big monkey, punk, you silly bitch
We're just silly chickens
Strutting round the yard
Pecking when we're hungry
Drinking when we thirst
Since I became a silly chicken
I've let down my guard
Baby, I've let down my guard
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
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