Even in the dark,
I can search for your lips,
Kissing you eternally,
Tasting your warmth.

Even if devoid of light,
You can embrace me,
Taking us through perils,
Sharing our thoughts.

Even when blind,
I can still see you,
Feel you perfectly,
Hand in hand.

When you're gone.
I'll wait in the dark until you embrace me again.

Please save me.

You're making me burn baby.

Like the sun,
Enveloping my entire world,
Lighting me up on fire.

Your red hot glare
Scorching my heart
Searing your name in my soul.

Anything for more.
I'll only feel cooler
Naked in your presence.

Turn me to ash with your tongue,
Melt me with your breath,
Burn me with lust baby,
Let me taste Death.

Let me breathe in your heat.

Limping through the streets at night,
A toy soldier, with all his might,
Living life whilst on one leg,
Crying tears, he starts to beg.

In this rain he can be seen
From door to door, for he seeks
Something but he doesn't know
For what purpose did he live for.

The rain pours down, the raindrops thicker,
In anguish with his hand on the trigger
Shooting the sky, his face turns grim
He curses the being that created him.

This toy had forgotten the meaning of love,
Useless, thrown away and shoved
Like trash, to the side of the street,
The gears rust and the joints creak.

His master gave up on his use,
No more fun, now all this abuse
Led to his life being thrown away,
No love ever came and no love will stay.

Drenched up to his red petticoat,
This drowning flood will make him float
Away from the wonders of life,
He tries to speak but ends in strife.

No sound can come out,
No sound will come out,
No sound can ever be heard.

For you're just a toy!
A place to belong?
Hah! That's completely absurd.

Winding himself up one last time,
He knocks on Door No. 9:
A mansion, pillars, and marble grand,
The gates open and there she stands:

A slender figure, his saving grace,
A caring master with a beautiful face
Who could prevent his lonely death
If not for his dying breath.

"You are broken, but I won't mourn,
I'll heal you until you are reborn.
I'll make sure you feel love again,
You'll never be hurt again my friend."

With her words and angelic gesture
No words weaved could ever measure
The serenity of her caring voice,
The scale at which it brings rejoice.

*No sound can come out,
No sound will come out,
No sound can ever be heard.

But trust me when I say
There's someone out there
Who can listen to your soul,

The deepest, darkest parts
Of your every being,
With the intention of
Healing you, saving you,

Making sure your every being is loved,
You will find what you are looking for,
in Her.

A quick glance
Was more than enough
For you to realize
That I've already undressed
You, in my mind,
Pinned you to the wall,
Kissed, stripped,
Wanting you
Going down,
Going in,
Entering you
Filling you whole.

A quick glance
Was more than enough
For me to realize
That your fantasies
Were locked
Within the mind;
Better expressed with actions
Than words,
Crying for more
Whilst arching your body,
To fit my needs
As they are the same as yours.

You would have realized
With a quick glance
That I've already
****** you a million times over,
That I already know
What I'm about to do to you,
What you're about to experience,
That my eyes be the guide
To your pleasure,
Giving you what you desire;
I'm selling myself to you,
At your disposal.

And I would have realized
With a quick glance
That you want the same
As you grip onto me
Inside, tighter, deeper.
That your throbbing,
Lustful soul,
Moist with liquid passion
Accelerates me, and
Tempts me to be faster
Through the sound of your
Heavy breathing in my ear.

Our eyes are the same.
They both tell the same story:

*That we want to **** each other so bad.

The Devil is at work here.*

Working her hands through my head,
Feeding upon my dreams,
Drawing out my nightmares.

An angelic touch
Coupled with the demon's mind;
Your rotten core was my solace.
Your evil gave me comfort.

Even when it ends,
You'd bait me in,
Chew me,
Leave me to rot and die.

The very thoughts that haunt me
Gave me hope, to the times
Before the clipping of your wings.
Before your fall into oblivion.

I'd curse your every being,
But I crave that touch.
No other could manifest
A feeling so warm, so lovely.

I'd stay in your Circle of Hell,
To bathe in your chaos,
To be yours to destroy.

I'd sin for you all over again.

Like the coffee in my cup;
A perfect blend
Of this world's flavors,
I'd sip you over, and over,
And over again.

You keep me up
My entirety stays awake
With your taste in my veins.
I want to drink you;
Keep you in me.

So be part of my life.
The thought of you lying beside me
Every morning,
Will be all the caffeine that I need.