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