Masks of Lust

Man, I wish you knew how deep this rabbit hole goes,
so much love.

Say you see something more, behind these mirrors for the sun.
do you feel what i feel? You flirt... but i think.
You may be held in grace, but i can make you hide that pretty face.

The kings and queens that rule our lives, fight all around us.
But their swords are blunt to our knowing stare, now we see only each other there.

What could be if we dropped our masks? you see, love and lust are both but circuits, but these walls you build, they block it's path.

Did you know i think about you.