Lying in Wait ~ by Anabel

These are not the hands you want,
But they are the ones you want tonight.

I promise to listen to the vacant pace
of my tumbled stone heart;
Not to unzip your flesh
and see what's inside.

These are not the lips you want,
But they are the ones you want tonight.

I promise to listen to my old voice,
dehydrated but for rivers of reason;
Not to trade tongue for talon
and carve your secrets into ghosts.

I am not the girl you want,
But I am the one you want tonight...

I am losing the battle.
I am losing the battle.

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