I’ll wish you into submission,
I’m fishing for effective bait,
Your hook is a slippery slope
And I can’t seem to climb it,
You’ve got me tangled in tension
With no outlet for release,
Couldn’t you follow through just once,
Risk the fall and lose it all,
Create something warm and beautiful,
What sends you into suppression?
I can’t believe it’s me,
Preventing the unraveling,
Sweet dreams of all the things you hide from me,
The only allowance from your lips,
Left with strictly fantasies,
Of the lacking you lead me to,
You spoke words of ready,
But I’m still counting unfulfilled promises.