By Leonard Pigg
I am not the one you’re wanting
Your presence is so very haunting
Phantoms of passions stay in my dreams
You breathing heavy, your sexy screams
Softest skin, sweetest breath
Makes me long for Shakespearean death
I can’t ever be second place
Don’t like the smell of your place
Too much competition for your attention
I’d sooner go to another dimension
Never been good at patience, so impulsive
Being alone saps the will to live
Ecstacy is not a pill, but a woman
The kind of which I give a damn