Your Mouth
This is a song about romance, the memory of a kiss hours after the moment’s gone. Just like the picture.
your every look, every eyeball fluttering
Still speaks volumes in awkward majesty
When you tied me to your headboard, last time…
you looked through my eyes
to see my racing…
I tasted you on my tongue from some long distance
I waited till you were gone, but stole some kisses
for the road that leads me back to the place where I found
answers to all predilections by your mouth
dont ever look back with fireballs holy god
biting my pillow and pulling away and towards
don’t grow complacent with the knots that you tie
tying them up to my heart and pulling me inside, lucky
I watched you in my mind pulling your love back up from…
the floor, you had gone and wasted some kisses