Your eyes have changed, recently
The warmth, the light I used to see is gone
Closed to me
You believe what they've told you
I don't blame you
We are who we are made to be
And you've been molded
Take your eyes out of your book
Your mind out of its cage
And look at us
What is it you see that revolts you?
Then again, what do I know
The only thing I've been following
Is the electricity of her kiss
If you could feel that
Feel the quickening of blood her presence brings
The shift in atmosphere
If you could taste this heaven
You could not find it wrong.
Yes, well, its not perhaps brilliant, or even passable, but it was one of those things you feel like writing and then do. Only later do you look back and think "oooh. Crap."