Jose Panduro

Oh it's a shame that I have to tape over, Those elysian smiles I thought I'd keep forever. I remember it all like it was yesterday... Forget all, Set it down, hit record. And back away... My intestines are fastening laces, Intolerable to fucking untangle. These vigilant eyes can't keep off the timekeepers. Second hand every angle. What's keeping you waiting? Usually out before I open my eyes. Why did you pick today? To epilate between your thighs... Are you waiting for his tongue to come? And brush against your cleaned trimmed hair? I hope he knows, that curvilinear gyrating space, Won't be the only thing he'll taste down there. Stop to think about it. If we've both flooded the same skin... You've tasted me, I've tasted you, Who knows how many places, My tongue has been? My tongue has been... I left, you stayed, I hoped and prayed. That these nauseating thoughts weren't true. Before we met, I wouldn't bet, I would give up nihilism for you! Nothing ever made sense, Was I even real? Took everything wouldn't touch, And made me feel I had all my faith in you, That you would never commit and act of deceit, To wake up in the ante meridian Knowing there would be solid ground to support my feet.