Kamikase Lover

Lank and unresponsive eyes,

Coloured in a perfect blue.

Backlash of the simplest kind,

Reaction typical of you.

I search your face for any sign,

My own mirrors the thoughts of you.

You hide it so destructively,

As if you knew . . .

Tear me up, Pull me down,

Murder in a look.

I hate the way you make me feel,

And love the way you look.

One . . . motion.

Slow . . . emotion.

Kamikase lover seems to hate the way I feel,

Yet love the way I long.

Touch of skin, intentions real,

Somehow this is never wrong.

I search your face for any sign,

That will make me yours, help me belong.

You gaze at me obstructively,

As if you knew . . .

Pull me up, Tear me down,

Passion in a glance.

I love the way you make me feel,

But hate the mind within your pants.

One . . . motion.

Slow . . . emotion.

TOUCH ME SLOW, TOUCH ME FAST,

‘CAUSE THESE SENSATIONS JUST WON’T LAST.

Obsessive lust is hard to beat,

Especially when you’re in heat

FOR ME.

Give me time, Take me now,

Hours in a stare.

I want to hear your touch . . .

I want to feel you sing . . .

I want to kiss your hair . . .

KAMIKASE LOVER

Falls

IN SLOW emotion . . .