Drifted / Rope

Smoke hips
Sorry, I didn’t notice
Tried my best to
But only you as my witness
Mistress
Take your time to undress
Messy lines to compress
Wasted time all alone
She told me
'Sorry, I can do better'
It fell away
Drifted with your punches
I wonder
How these doors were numbered
Maybe I’m uncovered
Must be more than hundreds
No, don’t let me
Beaten far too many
For my sake just to breathe
Wishing she was still mine
She told me
'Sorry, I can do better'
It fell away
Drifted with your punches
'Sorry, I can do better'
It fell away
Drifted with your punches
Wishing she was still mine