Flooded lands. Pretty girl in a city dress. Sensible, yet begging for release. Sex brings escape. It paves the way for some kind of nothingness. Years spent comfortable, yet never quite alive. Happy on the outside, yet aching within. Girl needs to feel a little madness once in a while. Needs to lose control in the arms of a lunatic. Lips kissing empty is just no good. No mirrors, only faith and desire. In the darkness of night, imagine greedy hands lifting up your shirt, then taking hold of those sweet and wholesome breasts of yours. Squeezing firm, my mouth will make you tingle to the core. Sensation, so natural like the trees. Scent of a woman, not to be denied. Flesh and sin, so easy to embrace, and so wicked to taste.