Sweeping me up, but away.

Inadvertintly or not.

Smiles followed by frowns.

But they never last that long. Sweeping me up, but away.

Inadvertintly or not.

A single word and it's growing strength. A phrase and i'm almost lost.



This grip is tightened. Clockwise. Counter. Risking willingly a pain (so great),

for a pleasure greater.



Injected hopes by your touch into my open veins.

Wishes and blood intertwine.

Injected smiles from you.

A voice so soft and sweet, my reality is blurred when there is noone else but you.

Every word you say is a beautiful brand new song.

This needle pierces my skin and lets you in.