Mastermind
Jan. 25th, 2010 02:41 amMastermind
Give me a few days, hours even, that's all it takes
Glanced, touches, whispers, strokes...
My palm is sweet with honey
Can you smell it?
Move on, next in line,
I've got my stash all set for you
Did I tell you, "you're special?"
Babe, you're number one - right now
Right when I need you and you're in my sights
Next time is on your mind,
I'm already four days ahead - you're old news
Yesterday's past and sweety, I've already forgotten you
That novelty is flickering just so,
My shiny new thing for as long as I need
I don't have a problem with tarnishing silver