Tuesday 14 June 2011

Ensnare

I will set up a honey trap for you
You shall be my bear
It will cripple you and damage you
My sweet controlling snare

I would lock you in a garage
Bound with razor wire
And with a knife so clean and sharp
I'd play you like a lyre

I'd reach my hand into your chest
And hold your heart so tight
I'd even hang you off the eaves
And leave you there all night

And from the deepness of your chest
Flows intoxicating wine
And you shall never get away
You had no choice, that's fine

I couldn't stop, I need you here
You're slowly going cold
But that's ok, together we'll stay
You never shall grow old

I doubt another could show the same
Devotion and affection
I'd clean away the mess so well
We'd always avoid detection

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