Innuendo

It craves my skin and burns apart

It tickles ashes through my heart

Never too quite to abide

Yet not so loud as to subside

Througout the cracks it leaves a trail

A geometry that will not fail

To rumble voices in my head

Always at night when warm in bed

And there's no doctor that could tell

What's the deep well in which i fell

So all I do is hold on tight

For all I have is a moschito bite