I am nothing but your dream;
writhing, twisting, turning,
spinning around in your mind
as we torment each other to death.
I have nothing but a curse;
boiling, growing, burning,
awakening your desire
as you hold me in your grasp.
We are nothing but the lust;
heat, passion, presence,
diving into the deep end
as we wrap each other in erotic emotion.
You are nothing but love;
pulsing, pounding, rushing,
flowing over my skin
as we find each other barely hanging on.
We are everything but alone;
living, breathing, aching,
begging to live this way forever
as we find the end to our chaos.
©2011 Kis
Ok Boomer!
5 years ago
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