a study toward sonnet #147 by FisherKingKQJ
in F flat
Ooooh, Ahmed! I murmured with a tiny sigh,
I pressed my face into his jacket. Did
He still want me? And why was I still shy?
Did he see disaster where I saw splendid?
The more I thought the more I felt he'd rid
Himself of me. The real me couldn't cope.
He dragged me about to face him; avid,
He cupped my face, his eyes glistening hope.
He was real, unlike me, not one to mope,
So when he invaded my mouth with his
In a fishlike kiss against the car door slope
It's spontaneous fire I couldn't dismiss.
Whether he loved me as me neurotic,
Subsumed in kisses rough and chaotic.
{3D interactive chorus in G flat:}
Subsumed in kisses rough and chaotic.
Subsumed in kisses rough and random.
Subsumed in kisses rough and wild.