Shades gazed in wonder
When size seemed to fit
Faints trust the silence
Recognizing wrists
Rehearsed selves in slumber
Ignite sliding teeth
Set this room for hours
Of tasting underneath
You touch me on so called scars
Laying ghosts
You touch me on so called scars
Laying ghosts
It wakes like it was summer
Yet wet, quiet and sweet
Loosen arms still in trance
Would lay forever weak
You touch me on so called scars
Laying ghosts?