Post by SaintKandys on Feb 8, 2004 7:02:23 GMT
My skin is warm
But my flesh is cold
My body is young
But my spirit is old
I am not blind
Yet I can't see
Nothing is blurry
Its just not clear to me.
Reality is fake
But life is real.
My flesh touches yours
But we're not making contact
I can feel that your close
But you won't come near me.
A few moments of passion
Decided by lust
You won't remember tonight
And that makes you my best.
No morning after
Or telling your friends
Its sure great to know
That it ends when it ends.