Sinuous as any snake
the tendrils of temptation

Sweet frosting on the cake

Having more than you can eat
and saving some for later

Something you can't beat

Fermentation of dreams come true
Wishes almost fulfilled

but not for every man's view

Oh, what wonders I can dream
here in my solitude... my space

The milk above the cream

Safe in the mind, no one can hear
the screams of suffocation

No sound will reach your ear

Complacent in your reverie
you look here

But you don't see the real me