will you will you

sit in my box with me

escape the nightmare
and you will see

my words are formed

from passing years
listen well
and forget the tears

of youth and foetal dreams

of broken hearts
of touch and feel
of silky parts

turn up the volume

breathe in deep
get on down
no time to weep

dance with me honey

take it easy
too many eyes
might make it sleazy

I can chat with you baby

sip a bit of red
flirt a little maybe
come sit here on the bed

my fountain of youth
my little Lolita
pained paradox
bitter yet sweeter

dull defender
no hope of shine
hope beyond hope
that you will be mine

decisions, decisions
everyone lies
double jeopardy time
but that time flies

roots before seeds

it's biology class
eat the kitty kat
stick it up the ass

choices, not voices

no baby for baby
sticky ending?
a definite maybe!