Make Love To Me

Dedicated to Mz_Fallen_Angel  
   
   
Now play these puppet strings  
   
Like I am the last stringed instrument  
   
As I try my best to write poetry  
   
That makes you want to scream out  
   
One million words unspoken but thought in sanctuary    
   
It hurts  
   
To want so badly  
   
But to never get  
   
So my good God  
   
Stays nice and righteous    
   
Filling my mind with unholy remnants  
   
Of your dreams pieces    
   
The pieces    
   
Of your skirt  
   
Manifest themselves from my dreams  
   
And I dance with them  
   
In spirals creating Saturn's rings  
   
And beautiful things  
   
That can not be seen in Innocent imagination  
   
Just come close to me  
   
In mind and spirit so maybe  
   
We can make love in poetry  
   
Breathing in opium beings  
   
Twelve percent morphine  
   
Numbing the pain  
   
And releasing passionate endings    
   
Play these puppet strings  
   
Like I am the last stringed instrument  
   
As I try my best to write poetry  
   
That makes you want to scream out  
   
One million words unspoken but thought in sanctuary  
   
   
   
Please  
   
Just one touch can save me  
   
From strangling in these puppet strings  
   
Make love to me  
 
 
anon play these puppet strings  
    
like i am the last string'd instrument  
    
as i try mine best to scribe poetry  
    
that makes thou want to scream out  
    
one million words unspoken but thought in sanctuary  
    
it hurts  
    
to want so badly  
    
but to never get  
    
so mine good God  
    
stays nice and righteous  
    
filling mine mind with unholy remnants  
    
of thy dreams pieces  
    
the pieces  
    
of thy skirt  
    
manifest themselves from mine dreams  
    
and i dance with them  
    
in spirals creating Saturn's rings  
    
and beautiful things  
    
that can not be seen in innocent imagination  
    
just come close to me  
    
in mind and spirit so haply  
    
we can make love in poetry  
    
breathing in opium beings  
    
twelve percent morphine  
    
numbing the teen  
    
and releasing passionate endings  
    
play these puppet strings  
    
like i am the last string'd instrument  
    
as i try mine best to write poetry  
    
that makes thou scream out  
    
one million words unspoken  
 
but thought in sanctuary  
    
    
    
please  
    
just one touch can save me  
    
from strangling in these puppet strings  
    
make love to me