Voice

I hear you calling
Your voice is so loud
It's been a while since our last reunoin
I remember the cry of guilt so much pain
There was no more room to store the velvet
I don't know if I should follow your advice again
Ribbons float so freely when you're near
Leaving maps of treasure hidden gold
I drowned in emotions
The candle light flickers still
As hot wax makes a slow descend toward death
I wonder if crawling through the dark would be haunting
Just watching our toxic pleasure come back to life
I squeal like a kid with a new toy
Oh how the idea can come out like the plague
I cover my ears with soaked hands
Trembling to shake off the sanity of a tribal instinct.