In a forest on a dry, dry day
what could possibly go wrong?
and your smile lights the match
And your soul drops it among the straw
Slowly, but not too slowly the hillsides are ablaze
Before I could realize— my heart— on fire
The firefighters rush there in vain
The forest will burn and burn
Until?
The feeling of a stirring storm
Great, moody clouds gloomily moaning
It’s buzzing, sizzling, now it’s groaning
pouring!
Rains are falling, each drop smacking the earth
the heavens quake, frighteningly awesome
lightning desire charges in the atmosphere
Touch my heart, my angel,
feel my electricity, my sweet,
And I hope it won’t shock you.
Or don’t I?
A lion in an eternal slumber
But frankly an overdue wake-up
Asleep in the den, a familiar scent
Even asleep the senses detect it
Now I’m taking form from the void
From the oblivion of the ordinary
and you knock on my desire
Slowly opening my eyes, registering the light
But focused on the scent.
I am crawling slowly from out the cave
I follow my hunger
for the most worthy of mates
And I catch you in the distance. Yes, I see you.
My mouth is watering, my heart— drumming
I roar— I only have one chance.
You know I’m going to make a scene
and you know I’m going to get you
sharp in focus, patiently waiting for the right moment
and you know I'll take what I want