Bare

Your pathetic warmth inside me grows

I sacrifice my life!

And anything is fool's gold

And life is a dramatic pause...

Look at me and my body

Do you appreciate my stance?

Do you castrate words

With a slippery tongue?

Bare is the building across the street!

What desperate relevance do you deem?

For a battle is born

Between you and I

And the love is potent like a distant tree;

For a distant tree is potent

Just ask the birds living in the sky...

Is a distant tree as bare as the sun?

For my body is warm

And I want to make love!

For I've been struggling with lust for many years,

I am about to explode!

Bare is the morning sun

Bare is the rose that dies alone

Bare is the body that explodes

Bare is the house with no garden;

I want a love that's so bare

I feel the seams coming apart,

What rational tongue feels my words speak?

Behold the body of a rose

Plucked between the sheets,

For I am bare

And I'm loving it...

What desperate rose lives on the streets?

For you are the man with the slippery tongue

Speaking ill words over my life

And the sunshine ends it all

With the flowers withering

Away at the seams...

I want it all, my love,

I want eternity.

And a battle has been born between us

And a revolution occurs...

Break my silence with a hammer,

Do I dare contend with you?