Friday, May 7, 2010

Play With Fire

I’ll drink with angels
I’ll play with fire
Take my November
Just leave me desire

I want to
But I don’t
I shouldn’t
And I won’t

I’m taken with the fire
It’s seething and spitting
And yet it’s pulling me closer
Sighing and hissing

Tastes of forever
Sweeter than candy
Finer and drunker
Than the finest of brandy

And I want to,
But I don’t
I know I shouldn’t
So I won’t

I’ll banish those angels
I’ll quench the fires
I’ll be reborn in November
Just leave me desire