Happy Place


Body oil, warming gel.
Take me to your side of hell.
Light the candles.
Fuel the heat.
Numb the pain,
and set me free.

I can only imagine what you'd look like
in the lowlight
of a room.
With your full masterpiece showing,
I am surely doomed.

The thought is far too consuming,
As my world you are intruding.
But I know how to play this game,
And I do not plan on losing.

I can only imagine what you'd look like
in the lowlight
of a room.
With your full masterpiece showing,
I am surely doomed.

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