iwrestledabearonce
I’m Cold and There Are Wolves After Me
Never wanted to forget
Our last looks, our kindling lust
In the corner of your eyes
I linger in, inside
The last place you and I...
This is the place where
You can swim
Hands touching
Sucking fingers
Sinking in the water
And the rhythm
And the rhythm of my heart
Smile
Bites at me
He makes me stay golden
He makes me
He makes me stay golden
Golden
While caressing my flesh
He rips me open
With my eyes closed so tightly, he cradles me
With my eyes closed so tightly, he cradles me
With my eyes closed so tightly, he cradles me
With my eyes closed so tightly, he cradles me
Golden
Golden
Golden
I melt into him
Creating the sound
I melt into him
Creating the sound
Waves of hair drift over your ears
Waves of hair drift to the rhythm of your heart
What is yours is for me now
Waves of hair drift over your ears
Waves of hair drift to the rhythm of your heart
What is mine, what is yours is forever mine