Visuals

Visuals

When your bodies broken, other things come into play, you still get all your cravings, so you have to sait them in a different way

Visuals are my favourite thing, I dream of you in outfits nearly every night, from school girls, to belly dancers, or in PVC so tight

Chained up like a slave girl, or a damsel in distress, or a beautiful Disney princess in a ballgown dress

Princess leia from starways, with a collar on a chain, all of these sexy visuals, nightly run riot in my brain

As the Queen from days of old, I'd be your champion Knight, defender of the weak and poor, fighting for justice, truth and right

Or maybe a comic book character, Wonder women or Cat woman would be fun, wearing all that black leather, sculptured nicely on your bum

A nurse or a air stewardess, as a police woman you'd look cute, I promise I'd go quietly, you'd have no need to shoot

All of these pictures I dream of you are stored deep in my head, somehow bring me close to you, when I'm in my bed

But if I had to pick one visual, one look, my favourite piece of art, it would be the one of you just smiling, the visual I carry in my heart

Ron