14.2.08

I've never thought

What's that? many changes many moves.
Certain romances, certain moves.
Sights in the dark, need to butter up
Calamities and I hit the wall
Unknown secrets in a bar
dizzy changes in my heart
I escape and try to breathe
people coming asking my name
I remind the day I wanted to sleep with you
You didn't
All those fucking senses are again inside me
like tides from hell
like lies from your tongue
But I get back again
to step a new move
to move on now.