30 July 2012
Minds absorbed in erotic noise.
Shadows of tempting hands.
Every mind with a story to tell.
Firearms on the nightstand.
One foot in the sand.
With a pull of karma's hand.
I go down.
Sinking, ruining the polish.
Of a silver crown.
Down.. Dancing, taunting.
Face and reason. Irrelevant.
Insolvent. No matter must pay your debt.
Taking the music from the air.
Breathless, emotionally tied to a chair, hands in your hair.
Pulse racing, but you've stole my flare.
Shedding no light, no color but sound.
Looking up & and the only way is down.
Down • Opuss № I