pheromones of rich and famous

what if i can taste
those little things you're doing
listen to your spirit
and it's so rhythmic

what if i could say
that i could feel your heartbeat
can see your perfume
can smell your lipstick

i feel your pheromone
under my skin, on down to my bare bones
your breath is fresh air, blowing a kiss, like breeze through your sex hair

as a wind chime cracks
we lie back, and climax