Diplomatic

You, I have expanded on everything in my delightful diplomatic sense. And I carry on to profess I have nothing against you. There is something in my direct line of vision. That is the only one- I believe its you. Come closer to me. Feel up on my body. Touch me the right way. Make scream. Make me say your name.

We don't have to be the only ones to put a middle finger in the air to the govermental 

loonies. We do as we dare. Now let's runaway.

Far away to the hole in the earth.  Cover me with sand from the desert. I need water, may it rain. I need air to come again. 

Make me scream. Make me say your name.