I want ro make love to you on a dollhouse bed,
So tiny, so teeny, that you and I,
Can't begin to try and feel anything but,
The silken soft feel of flesh on warm flesh,
Instead of the sheets, though it doesnt,
Matter, truly, because we tore them long ago.
I dont want to hear a sound but your breath
Or heartbeat.
And I don't want you to hear any word,
That is not your name, issured from mine lips with a ferver,
I dont want to live in any place without you,
Because the air just wouldn't be right,
Without your scene to sweeten,
I don't want to be anywhere but here,
Making love to you, in love with you, in this dollhouse world,
Where forever I'll be that dollhouse boy, next to his dollhouse girl.