Bumble Bee

I sit here
and I dream ,
oh yes , dear
it is unclean ,
Would you want to , know me
could be , should she
are you too young for me ,
to get funky ,

in my dreams .

Well I'm here
spinning free ,
on this sphere ,
turn with me ,
a sexual desire
tunes they leap on fire
the screeching of new tyres ,

in my dreams .

I dare you to , come to me
sting it like a , bumble bee
sticking , flicking ,
I don't miss a thing
I'll play your six string

hungrily .