Kissing with Wolves
Kissing with wolves ,
licking the corners,
out the way
out of order,
meet me here-
in the corridor
You're not brave? I'm not sure.......
Out he stamps , gives me orders
I'm so here , I'm not bored yet
Enter the cave , awaken the orbit
Into the place he leads me , oh yeah.....
A little Buddha watches from his golden seat,
a triangle of love
keeps the beat.
Kissing with wolves,
in the doorway ,
try like this,
do it your way.
Out with time , give me sideways
Your heart my fire , always: