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Twenty Days

I want to kiss your red wine stain
I want to tame your dark lion's mane
As you stalk around me ten foot by fifteen
Just us in this space here and it feels mean.

You're so feral but you seem caged
A black heart like yours should fly free
I can't rest til you're together with me
Like all bad sailors ought to be.

In the dirty warm nights you haunt me
I think of your newborn gaze
With your feral talk and panther walk
I can't wait for twenty days.

I guess I've been hooked, baby
It's more than one cold girl can take
I can't pretend there's not a woman inside me
Who feels it when her heart aches.