when the time comes

tropical beaches
your stuck to me stronger than leeches
in this heat wave all i want to do is misbehave
obey your body and exchange heart rates

catch me at my hobby when i masturbate
sink into my flavour
come join me later
be my stair way to heaven
don’t forget to take a souvenir
cause we won’t make it through this lunar year

caught on a pumpkin vine
the umbilical cord that keeps us intertwined
it’s only a frame of mind
it can all easily be re-aligned
no need for us to commit romantic suicide
synchronised movement yet undefined beauty
move as one like tulips having fun
our lessening hearts experiencing a dead reckoning
i just want to look at the crops assembling

we got caught on our second string
now all we’ll ever be is a lover fling
freaks out of nature
fresh out of danger

it’s time to say goodbye