the needle prick and i thread it through
might as well end the act
tell me to close my eyes
and take me away to your neverland
carry the spirit of a bird
free to shoot with rockets across the sky
intimidate me with your immaculate smile
i’m smitten and in flames
roll the dice
i give you permission to explore
be my king and i’ll be your subject
and you jump into the air and burst with laughter
a blade to my heart
spin me to your arms
and i’ll swim in the infinity
fall out of my formation
because everything about you is my seduction
but we always stand at arm’s length
dare to touch me
i beg of you
tempt me if only for once

© simon whittle — from lovers’ tiff: a ballad