AT FIRST IT STARTLES ME...
SHAKES ME FROM MY COMFORT
THE SOUND IS UNNATURAL
DRIP...DROP...
NO MATTER HOW MANY TIMES
I'VE HEARD IT BEFORE
STILL EVERYTIME....
IT STARTLES ME
BUT THIS TIME IS DIFFERENT
AS DIFFERENT AS A BOY IS TO A MAN
IN MY CHILDHOOD STATE I CURSED U
MADE SONGS TO CHASE U AWAY
BUT AS A MAN I NOW DELIGHT IN U
THE WAY U MAKE MY BODY SWAY
AND SO I LISTEN....
DRIP....DROP....
I STEP TO UR HYPNOTIC RHYTHM
TURN OFF EVERY LIGHT
CRACK OPEN THE WINDOW
AND I LISTEN
UR ALLURE IS IRRESISTABLE
U TAKE MY MIND AWAY....
TO JOURNEYS IN THE LAND OF MY ANCESTRY
I FEEL THE PULSE OF THE DRUM
DRIP....DROP...
I FEEL THE PASSION OF ANOTHER
NOT OF THE PAST...BUT A FUTURE TOUCH
ONE WHOS SWEETNESS I'VE NEVER KNOWN
VIBRATIONS....PULSATIONS...ELATIONS...
DRIP...DROP...
MORE INTENSLY I FEEL YOUR PATTERNS
FIRE FLASHES WITHIN MY SOUL
AND I LONG TO BE TOUCHED MORE DEEPLY
BY THIS ONE THAT I AM TO KNOW
SO I GIVE UP MY BODY WILLINGLY
AS HER BREATH SOOTHES MY PLEA
WE DROWN DEEP IN THE PUDDLE U GAVE US
WE INGNITE IN THE FIRE U MADE US
UR CONSTANT POUNDING ENSLAVES US
AND I DARE NOT LOOK AT HER FACE
CATCH MY BREATH AS WE ROUND OFF THE PACE
THE PACE THAT U MERCIFULLY END
INHALE...EXHALE...
DRIP...DROP...
AND THEN...
THE RAIN...
STOPS
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