I can feel it at night,
Within my quiet mind.
An invisible force,
That calls out for my own kind.
In my dream, we were both the master,
And both the slave.
We each received,
And we each gave.
My body belongs to you,
For as long as I say,
And so you may use it,
In any which way.
To make a human happy,
There is no greater joy,
And for that I'll let myself,
Be someone else's toy.
To be wanted by someone,
There is no greater way to feel.
I'd give anything just for a taste.
All that matters is that it's real.
Both looking together,
But we don't see the same.
I can see a picture,
While you don't see past the frame.