With your glorious eyes
n' six dollar shoes
whose always comforted me
when screaming the blues
and the sultry humbling you showed me that night
why do you hide
from my little boy sight
With grovers third leg
from the candles you spice
and graceful gestures
and an unappreciated life
with your grand spiral hair full of beauty and lust
your smoothe bronze skin
to touch is a must
with the soul of a tiger
abandoned at birth
and the decietful beauty
with a powerful birth
and the clouds that dance
beneath your chin
and the old persian men
with their toothless grin
who play the pipe
to get you to look
while you point
with innocence shook
as your hands beat down across my chest
screaming mercy mercy
and give me tests
i must pass the golden
gates to your heart
while skillfully dodging
your posion darts
and a broken flute
to stand bashfully naked
in a pin strip suit
Oh Sweet Desina
I love you so
Oh Sweet Desina
Don't you know
the answers to questions from the beggining of time
with a pitchfork presence
and steile minds
My hands are tied
behind my back
And the sound of your voice
are full of fact
Why
Don't you love me
all night and all day?
There's a headfull of lunacy
and not much to say
I love you sweet dear I need your touch
I love you Desina you're much to much