Hello my friends. I think as I look upon the dusty small wooden box
Feed us. They sing. The lamp light glistens against the newest cleanest one.
And I can tell that her teeth have missed kissing my skin.
And I can tell that the chemicals in my brain still sing and dance when we see our friend
Give yourself up to me she bid
I felt a stinging kiss and saw a crimson stain upon her lips.
And the world was right for the moment
Her sharp metal was like a silky love that helped bring the velvet from my veins
I kept taking her against me until we had both had our fill
See you tomorrow she sighs smugly.
See you tomorrow little one, I think sadly
