Where’s the ambition?
Why are you waiting for me to kiss you?
There’s so many things not to do,
why is it this one you actually choose?
See the night in the day,
let the clouds evaporate away,
Allow myself to give into your power…
before the world turns its cauldrons grey
if I worried about regretting all the time
I wouldn’t be doing the things I do.
This is the governing of freedoms play
feed my ingrained need to ratify
so that I can service an attempted denial
if you don’t allow for that, how can it be any fun?
Make me –
allow myself to give into your power.
Reach into your abyss; listen to its echo
Reach for its compulsion; ebb it into your world
concede to its manifestations, and wisely set the course toward your own pleasure.
let the clouds evaporate away, while reminiscing of the rainbows before the sun shines the story of the constellations that ignite the genesis which break away from the solemn continuity of every day.
Kiss me if you dare
Allow myself to give into your power