As a moth to your flame
My pleasure's your poison.
I seek out your stinger
I'm stunned by your venom
and cry out your name
I've been spinnin'
this roulette wheel of love
Let it ride
let it go,
let it roll
to the hole
The turn of the screw
endears me to you.
As a blood hound
sniffing out a hot meal
With a hankerin'
for more
than a mere morsal or two.
Why else would I keep
spinnin' your second chance wheel?
I'd feel satisfied and renewed
to taste the sweet agony that's you.
Until then.
I'm spinnin' love's roulette wheel
Let' it ride
Let it roll
to the hole
.
When that spinnin' wheel
is put into flight.
The remnants of daylight
gives new birth to the night.
It's why I'm hard spinnin'
that roulette wheel for love
Let it ride,
let it roll
let it go
to the hole
and may it land
on the number
that's you.
Buddy Bee Anthony
Re-Edited 03/18/2023 @ 10:05 PM Pacific Time
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