Calls

Make a house call, pay the bills

catch my love with jeans and pills

spread me across your bed

light the candles, you’re so well-read.

i’ll be hoping for fate

to kill all my hate

to stop this torment of life

leave me on a swing with no sharp knife.

I could kiss you to death

take all the day’s breath

with one touch of my hand

on your skin in my land.

I can make up rhymes for you

twist in any position you want me to

I can break my soul for you

pack up my day and bend it true.

It matters not what others can’t do

it matters most that you pull through

and make it all collide

so all day i could be in your arms and hide.

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