Boat to the Shore
Alabaster necks, and blood drawn to the surface,Softer lips, and the lust that emerges.
I’ll never look at it in the same way again,
In return for the night I was out of my pen.
Laugh in the darkness, nobody can hear you -
Shout as loud as you like love, they’ll all learn to fear you.
Watch this on camera and wish that you’re me,
Living the night that you’re all you can be!
You’ve let me in, you’re still under my skin,
And I know this can never end here…
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