Hara'kiri Climbing A Rope
Climbing a rope
When I was eleven
Getting higher and higher
Until I reached heaven
Surprised by the pleasant tickling
Inside of me
The patch of fog
The weakness in my knee
Then suddenly
A big explosion of light
The awareness of my wings
Who brought me into
A starry night
It turned out to be
My favourite state of mind
So glad I discovered this trick
I'll never ever forget
My first orgasm in public
