The Offer - Wire

I got to be for the offer of virtue

Once in and taken apart

This is the shape of interference

Please don’t adjust your heart

Now touching the edges of something

Wanting to find truer response

Could I ever erase the influence?

Brushing in against what’s (already) understood

Dredging shifting basing phrasing

Once in and taken to heart

I fought your red colour

I scratch your head again

Staring trying embracing gazing

I shot your silver dollar

Fill the space within your heart

You wear my golden collar