Sad Paradise

I’m not lonely
I can hold myself tight.
A kiss before lying
Would be sweet delight
This infatuation has stitched open my eyes
Above my sad paradise a dirty dove flies.
I’m not tired
I’m too wired to sleep
This faithful rag doll has learned how to breath
Touch me, feel my heart beat
Under my breast
Rip off this old tattered party dress
I’m not lonely
I’m not lonely
I’m not lonely