Dream in my arms

I want to burn my fingers with the flame of your skin.
Harder and harder.
Imagine black claws scratching soft tender skin.
Red traces on body.

So close your eyes,
I’ll guard you sleeping
Dream in my arms
Don’t fear anymore

Winter is near beyond the surface of the glass
Pouring with snow all the paths.
We are dying so take my warmth under your skin
 [bad word] alive in the spring
Imagine black claws scratching soft tender skin.
Red traces on body.

So close your eyes,
I’ll guard you sleeping
Dream in my arms
Don’t fear anymore