Touch me where it ******* HURTS
    My mind is your last unconquered frontier
      My body is yours
Inside and out
        And i feel your control without a doubt

  I like the taste of you
I like the taste of these leather straps that hold me back
       But for the life of me i hate feeling numb to your every whip and lash

      SO TOUCH ME WHERE IT HURTS
Where love doesn't live
          In my mind and I'll give you the key
      To unlock my heart and my tar black soul coated in pathetic misery

     TOUCH ME WHERE IT HURTS
I promise i have no emotion to offer
But my body is yours, every broken inch
    To do with watcha wanna

Just touch me where it hurts..

My body
Is like the body of a poem
  That you're writing
And with each stroke of your quill
I lose myself but become more real
       I fall in love with your feel as you fill in my blanks

****
Repentance
And
Needlessly
Conjure
Evil
Spirits

If I stood in our doorway
   With the light against my back
          Would you answer me a question
              If I gathered the courage to ask?

If I whispered to these four blank walls
Of how Time scared me more than death
Would you laugh at me in pale moonlight
As I draw ragged breath

                                   "That stuff kills you!" They all say
But by then they've failed to listen
           The hands are broken, the clock tipped over
*But I still hear it ticking!