Take me back
to the night we first met
You spinning me in circles
A perfect duet.

Your flirtatious notions
And grand commotions
Drew me closer
Little did I know then
How naïve my emotions

Soon enough I lost my crown
I was no longer your muse
But you kept me around
An empty vessel to abuse
When the heat died out
I died too

I had no choice but to stay
A rotting corpse
I couldn’t escape
I’d close my eyes tightly
Lay there and pray
We could just go back
You spinning me in circles
On the night we first met

© lindseywright