Take Me

Take me like a poet, speak me with your rhyme
Play me like the music, a symphony sublime

Take me like a dancer, throw me to the floor
Tap across my body, treat me like your whore

Take me like a spotlight to the centre of the stage
Write me like a novel, then rip out every page

Take me to the Congo and bang me like a drum
Stomp across my sorrow and tell me I’m the one

Take me full of laughter, alleviate this pain
Take me like a downpour of the sweet torrential rain

Take me like a comet, splashing through the sky
Take me without reason and no explanation why

Take me long past midnight and well beyond the dawn
Take me soft and gentle then explode me like a bomb

Take me like a sadist with a love that’s mean and cruel
Take me like a sinner and abandon every rule

Take me to your heaven, make me feel like Zen
Take me like a lioness and drag me to your den

Take me like a standing ovation
Treat me like a conquered nation

Take me deep into your soul
Take my parts and make me whole

Take me like the morning breeze
Make me drop onto my knees

Take my mind until its clear
Take me far away from here

Take my anger, take my pride
Take whatever I got inside
Wash me with the morning tide
Bring me back from suicide

Take my virtue and die for me
Open the heavens and cry for me
Take me with insanity
Then steal my breath away from me

Open your arms to embrace me
Close your fists and break me
and then re-make me
re-awake me
regenerate me
escalate me
desecrate me
confiscate me
navigate me
levitate me

saturate me
radiate me
or simply just take me
and take me
and take me
and take me
and take me . . . . .