2021 - Ongoing

Exactly what you run from, you end up chasing...

Never thought you'd make me perspire.
Never thought I'd do you the same.
​Never thought I'd fill with desire.
​Never thought I'd feel so ashamed.

You were mother nature's son. 
Someone to whom I could relate. 
Your needle and your damage done. 
​Remains a sordid twist of fate.

Now I sleep in the belly of men.
​ And I sleep in the belly of rhythm.
And I sleep in the belly of love.
I sleep in the belly of oceans.
I sleep in the belly of truth.
​ I sleep in the belly of kindness.
And I sleep in the belly of you.

We have traded places times before.
We were built for making love and not for war.

© David De Lira