She
Like a knife,
She slips into me.
Steel against bone,
impaling me
*The Higher the mountain
The deeper the valley.
The hotter the passion,
The deeper the cut.
Like a disease,
She weakens me.
Chilled to the bone,
Brought to my knees.
*The higher the mountain,
the deeper the valley.
The hotter the passion,
The deeper the cut.
A symphony,
she sings to me.
The keys to my heart,
she plays upon me.
*The higher the mountain,
the deeper the valley.
The hotter the passion,
the deeper the cut