There's a crawling sensation
An Astral vibration
That's sucking me
into your sight
I can tell by your hair
In the juniper chair
And the piraty twist
of your mouth
I've constructed your frame
In a plasticine game
And your eyes are
the sweets of my youth
But I'm naked and bare
in the ice of your stare
And I'm useless at
telling the truth
So I hide with my head
in the tent of the bed
And my body is sucked
through your eyes
Then I quiver and shiver
and start to deliver the goods
Then I vanish in size