You work you way in,
penetrate my soul.
Your heart dances with mine
and we talk about
wonderful and beautiful things.
Whether they already be ours
to chesrish, or just a distant
fantasy
of a dream yet to come.
Your finger,
it penetrates my heart.
And I smile,
for the trust I have in you
is great.
You invade me like a knife
you stab my heart
and I weep with you
as you cry your appologies.
I cry my confused goodbyes
of today
and probably tomorrow.