Wild Blue Eyes

Broken tables
Run down cabins
A forgotten virtue lying in the floor
There are more pure places
To grace with my presence
But I'm sashaying over the threshold
Through the devils door

You grip my hips like a madman
You kiss and tease so well
It's a body high so euphoric
Sweat dripping
Legs shaking
Climaxes lost in some unknown number
You are every inner demon come to life
That threatens every good fiber left in me

You look at me with those wild eyes
And that knowing smirk I've come to know
You're like methamphetamine, baby
And I have to let you go