Nov 2009

SharpSharp my knife, as skin is pierced

Sharp my knife, as skin is pierced
Living flesh soon dead

Sharp my eyes, so focused, forced
Flashes through my head

Sharp my tongue from eve till night
Seductive words galore

Sharp my ears, the scream so bright
Until the noise no more

Sharp my mind, so very clear
Surprises few and small

Sharp my heart, no trace of fear
Pleasure one and all

Sharp my time, the bells will ring
Counting up my days

Sharp my knife, as angels sing
I'm not the one who stays