Kiss In The Dark

Apparently vision, is a window inside
A second expanding, when spirits go live
Your body was abstract, but, palpable now
I’m standing inside my skin not
Able to lift my self out the door
Your leading me on
Your leading me in to a fire
And your wrong
To think that I’m strong
Your heart is an island, your body the shore
I’m sitting inside my head not
Able to think my way off the boats
Your leading me on
Your leading me in to a fire
And your wrong
To think that I’m strong
Your spinning the waters of the bay
Hoping currents will spirit you away
The daylight is scaring them away
There’s a deep sense of pleasure in this pain
The mark of an orchard breast ingrained
This evening your poison tastes like rain
A kiss in the dark
A spark a thorn or a stim
You’ve broken my heart
And mine, apart and that’s why
A kiss in the dark
A spark a thorn or a stim
You’ve broken my heart
And mine, apart and that’s why
I walk in the fire
Desire, I roll in the stream
I’m covered in weeds
It said and what will be fine
I’m smoking a vent, in half
Like dead candle whips
Your leading me on