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Stalker
I just have to see you and I can burrow into your skull
Deep within the pink folds of your secret brain.
No one else can go there but me.
You don't know it, but it's one of my favorite places to be.
I was sexless...androgynous almost...
I felt no desire
No longing
Then I began tracking them.
Yes...others, just like you.
I was so bored with this world of just flesh and bone,
The ground and air above like a great blue-grey tomb.
But inside your head, I can become full of everything again.
Passion soars like music.
Love and lust set fire to our souls.
Sadness blooms, a hesitant flower, deep within our hearts.
I can consume your juices to fill this deep black hole inside me
To sate a hunger for something fresh.
Deep within the pink folds of your secret brain.
No one else can go there but me.
You don't know it, but it's one of my favorite places to be.
I was sexless...androgynous almost...
I felt no desire
No longing
Then I began tracking them.
Yes...others, just like you.
I was so bored with this world of just flesh and bone,
The ground and air above like a great blue-grey tomb.
But inside your head, I can become full of everything again.
Passion soars like music.
Love and lust set fire to our souls.
Sadness blooms, a hesitant flower, deep within our hearts.
I can consume your juices to fill this deep black hole inside me
To sate a hunger for something fresh.
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