A soothing sensation that's delayed in elation
numbing the inebriated nerve endings of pain
the countless times of confrontations
easing you out into the openings
you jump and run away
and I dive inside
these sandpapered sufferings of guilty pleasures
have me in a death grip tighter than a noose
the many times of mainlining you
uplifting like soap bubbles
I jump and run away
and you dive inside
curtailing the conjugal visitations of reality
living in a dreamlike state of conscienceness
floating high above the starlight clusters
and then diving headlong into you
over and over again I am seeking within
only to find I am really looking for solace
a comfortable space to find my place
and keep us from diving again
