Stimulation - Diary of Dreams

Others cry for help

Just like it would change anything

Lunatics find no conclusion

Bodies simply gliding

Figures draw wildest illusions

Drag me in their draft

My back so strong like thousand reptiles

My fingers reach for miles

Perversion finds its roots within our hearts

Some-body dares to love

Fingertips touch so many bodies

Motionless accepted

And lips regret so many kisses

Whispered words just as well

Mistaken seem my careful moves

Misunderstood my choice of words

Psycho-logically seen

I prefer this kind of stimulation