Untouched by a loving hand
Knowing nothing more than lust for me
This body becomes still with misery
Cold and alone,
And bitter to the world
This flesh,
Is dead flesh
This soul,
A dead soul
This flesh,
Longing for you
This body writhing for you
Denied,
All of it
Denied
This mind,
Dreaming of you
This soul reaching out for you
Denied,
All of it
Denied
Like a rainbow
Cannot emerge without the sun's delight
This flesh,
Is Dead Flesh
This soul,
A dead soul
Without you....to hold me
Without you to console me
I rot....like a corpse in a grave
This flesh....must be foul as the dead
For you will not touch it
Why is it that you shun me away
When I long to please you?
Why is it you always turn away?
This still heart yearns for you
Touch me,
And turn me alive!
This flesh,
Is dead flesh
This soul,
A dead soul
Touch me,
And turn me alive
Dedicated to all those guys that used me, and those few I Loved who rejected me nearly altogether. Leaving me to feel as though my flesh must be foul as the dead.