I Miss That Feeling

I can be true to you, even when losing Every little thing I've ever known And all of the love I've ever show Something like pleasure, you'd never believe it Every little need dismantling Recorded by the needle of an EKG I miss that feeling Flicker hot and hovering Like my own discovering Eagerly, tenderly I miss that feeling Flicker spread into an itch Into a burn, into a twitch Slow and even How to explain it or even contain it When I feel that ragged edge descend My heart splits open like a vent Something like pleasure, you'd never believe it Every little thing starts trembling Recorded by the needle of an EKG I miss that feeling Flicker hot and hovering Like my own discovering Eagerly, tenderly I miss that feeling Flicker spread into an itch Into a burn, into a twitch Slow and even I miss that feeling, I miss that feeling I miss that feeling, I miss that feeling

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