I only think of you when I want something
and that something is simple, yet it haunts me sometimes
It keeps me up at night.
Barely I sleep as I ride
-it out. Flows through me like a drug
I can never get enough
Addicted to the scent that stirs from within
A special sin.
They have special place in hell for me
A special sin.
I can see my chambers calling me.
The yearning is inhuman and the lust eats me up inside
that's why I text you random things at night.
Hoping it'll subside.
never does. why do i try?
Twist and turning in the sheets trying not to remember the last time
-you put your hand on my thigh.
Set me off , all the time.
It happens in the earliest hours of the night,
Like a vampire I seek shelter at my home, trying to hide
it's the lust demon, and she's here with her nightly visits
implanting images that drag me to the abyss with a vengeance
There's my body.
moving to it's accord, snaking in the sheets.
twisting and turning with an urgency
There's my fingers slowly co-ercing me
Coaxing me into my toxic temptation of a urgency
darkness being the audience that blankets me
in my fantasy playroom.
Slip the finger to my mouth
to taste the fantasy ***.
Half drunken off the playing of my own drums
Sounding off like a snare-drum
with the side of vocals
it's like a live concert as I hit I higher of notes
La-La- Oh- La
-and that is all that she wrote.
Turning over to my phone
how i want you to know
I grab it staring at your pictures as I plateau.
From the head to toe-
crescendos.
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