Riding on red
Baby, oh cry "red red" baby!
Red stare, double dare me, baby.
You look angry maybe,
that frown like a red cloak across your gaze
with your silver tongue
words like shining bullets
cutting me down with your mad arms.
What mad, bad arms you have!
What a mad, bad glare you have!
All the better to come swinging at me
with those meaty limbs like axes.
Oh, please baby I've tried to hide from the wolf as well
but the wolf is inside me, he rides me!
The wolf is in my mouth, he is in my mind,
he is in my heart, his sharp claws wrapped around my soul.
Oh baby, unzip my dress, oh yes!
- And find the wolf within me,
standing there,
completely bare.
it is I, it is I, it is I!
Kiss me.
Alexandra Parapadakis
Fri 17th Jun 2016 21:24
Thanks for the advice and insight Graham :)