slipshod saturday skin

if miss sunray
yells mayday
it's because she's
into somethin'
som kinda' inner state
of waylay

and you're gonna
feel the fire
the vague
bliss of desire
behind the sin,
in slipshod saturday skin

when she's crawling through your windowsill

if miss sunray
wants to
she can touch you
faintly, saintly
even if she's limpid
all over you

and you're gonna
feel the fire
the vague
bliss of desire
behind the sin
in slipshod saturday skin

even though she's little drops of  rain in your windowsill