  Just Just slit my wrist And in you slip– Under my skin. You like tickling me from inside, don’t you? Don’t you like playing in the pools of my hot blood? (I’m hot for you. ) Just change this.
Just change me back from North to South. Repel me. (I thrive on your attraction. ) I’m not as bipolar as I thought I was. I’m just like a lovesick puppy, following you around. (Maybe I’m just sick. ) Just purr, Because, Kitten, us dogs, we don’t. Nuzzle against me, Rumble my chest. Stir up my blood. Let’s just make this up as we go along. Let’s just. 
