your hair and face are thus illuminated.
Your enveloping body is soley attached,
to the hands and mouth that touch me incarnated.
The room is obscure with the exception of us,
and the penetrating voice of Dylan.
The theme of the song is both lucid and perilous,
My cavernous chest clenches with venomous addiction.
Where I'm Bound I Can't Tell has never been so emminent,
as I sit curled on the bed entwined in limbs.
The pheromones and attraction are so utterly prevolent,
to my fear and utter dismay you provoke my girlish whims.
Bobby proclaims Simple Twist of Fate,
and admits it's a sin to know and feel too much within.
He must have had a lover, who took him under covers,
and claimed his love and devotion, affectionately adin.
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