Waylaid by the hand that leads.
Scale the heights of intimacy.
Forewarned, unarmed,
one intoxicating whiff and you're snared.
Dose up to delirium,
cross circles of d**h for the good,
deflect (all) contests.
One intoxicating whiff and you're snared.
Mock me - I'm convulsing.
I'm clutching at barbs.
Cra** pity goes the deepest,
it magnifies the dross.
A grip enforced - barely healing.
I'm clutching at barbs.
Leave me to snatch and paw
then lick my wounds.
Struggle spent, I concede defeat.
Swing for scumbags
who heaved the leash.
Soft hands, sweet chance,
one intoxicating whiff and I'm snared!