tigress
furtive, your sleep, sneaked in my bed kissing my eyes, (to dream with you) and I feel and burn and I hear and live and I see I'm predestined to love you me, docile like a tigress, you, epidemic, me, phased, you, make‧me‧feel‧so‧good
⁂ Writer’s Note: Just a metaphorical, innocent exploration of artistic inspiration with intuitivety, structured around the music's rhythm and creative flow. ⁂ So, thru which corridor of your nerves does happiness infiltrate inside you? And. At what time?