X Is for Kisses

Adem

Always beware when you
Call the devil 'cause
Every favor
Garnered has an Intention

Jars of kisses
Left on the mantle
Next to orbs of
Peace and quiet

Reach out and
Save me touch me
Utter those very
Words that once

You sang to me with my
Zither and after you
Brought me the
Choice and I decided

Every chance I'll
Fight for feeling
Golden and hopeful
It might just be the
Key to living

My life nobly
O-oh o-oh
Please come quickly
Rescue me with your
Soothing touch it

Understands the
Very heart and
Where you touch me

You trace lines and
Zig-zags on the insides
Of my arms