Sister Princess

By Stone Bryson

I’m getting vibes I can’t contain,

it goes beyond the physical

yet so hard to explain.

I’m getting a feeling I can’t possess,

goes beyond my heart and brain

and straight into obsessed.

Sister Princess...

don’t ask me to explain.

I know, inside - my thoughts impure

and not completely sane.

But Sister Princess -

I hope you’ll understand.

My feeling for you runs the deepest vein…

ever known to man.

I’m getting stirrings that used to be dead,

goes beyond the sexual

and all the ground I’ve tread.

I’m getting hopes I can’t reign in,

goes beyond the spiritual

through the center of my sin.

Sister Princess...

don’t ask for my defense.

I know, inside - my thoughts are blurred

and do not make much sense.

But Sister Princess -

I hope you can behold.

My desire for you has raped my mind…

and taken complete control.

Copyright © 2008 Stone Bryson.  All Rights Reserved.

Written June 1988 / Reworked December 2007

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