i lay to seas
stroking your hair
greed of your please
i lie with ease
fumbling your heart
the garden you seem to frolic
stroking my back
a kiss from strangers
you never think it’d last
the attachment in your being
rain drops fall from dawn
he pulls with affection
i feel like heaven
in the grasp of his please
hell burns
the sadness i know
i’ll bring
back kisses from strangers