our monotonous routine... (to katt)

Burning coals
Musical notes disappear
On an anonymous letter
Trembling fingers
turn into an earthquake
we were alone
The same bar...
a glimpse of sorrow
as I see you
but you're gone...
would you let me sleep
like I use to sleep between your legs
Im a spy and an spectator
im begging for more...
I can smell you're fear
And that's why I keep knocking.