With vacant lips
And I felt its song surround me.
When fires danced
In the moonlight, and
Witches conjured spells,
I felt reinvented.
But nobody was around to hear me laugh.
Then September came
With silent footsteps
And I knew that time was gaining on me,
So I walked a little faster
Along the path,
But that only made the scenery blur.
I'd forgotten the beauty of solitude.
Autumn was approacing now,
Cooling the desolate storm
That had too long stung my eyes.
Sweater days and tangled legs of sleep
Would follow
And darkness would prevail,
But I would look back
And miss those sultry summer nights
And sleepless dreams with you.
Where erotic lyrics intensely unbound
My raging heart; afire
And left me with a desolate stream
Of cooled storms waiting
For a fire.