"Essence of La Luna"

I think that my short-term memory and my A.D.D is conspiring against
me, to Fuck me up

I couldn't remember how many I had yet had, so, I had to keep having one more

Then, I saw you drift across the room; I had to open my eyes wide and them focus, to take in the view

You're like an apparition; like a Lady of the Lake

La Luna, she eclipses me in the intensity of your bodies seductive wake

You're such a beautiful shade of gray;
you make it so hard for me to look away

And, when your hair falls down, and,
you look at me with those eyes that pout, I love the darkness that is your
Grace

You've got a mystique that can't be
faked; the way that you own the place, is indicative of your tastes

And, You blow me away, when you're
blowing me away; my head falls back
as you do that... you really like the taste

When it comes to that, not a drop of
me is wasted, it's indicative of your
tastes

You say I'm a specimen that you'll let
none of go to waste; not a bit on the ground will ever fall down...

So, you ingest my every sensation and the pulsing of my release; as I release, this for, is what you seek