I need to feel somebody’s touch again
I need to hear them whisper my name.
A kiss that’s more than a kiss
I’d like to be in such infatuation that it’s hardly sane.
I need someone to adore my body, embrace my skin
Undress me, ever-so-graceful; I need to sin
I want to press my bare chest against another human being
So hard, close, that we’re able to feel the others heart beating.
I’d like to be laid down, so delicate, like a doll
To be kissed, bitten, pleasured, so intense, my skin will crawl
My arms are aching to grasp another
My legs need something new to feel
Just please, for one night, can I be your faux lover?
Because it’s your heart, that I long to steal.
Feb 1, 2013
Feb 1, 2013 at 8:20 PM UTC
I need to feel somebody’s touch again
I need to hear them whisper my name.
A kiss that’s more than a kiss
I’d like to be in such infatuation that it’s hardly sane.
I need someone to adore my body, embrace my skin
Undress me, ever-so-graceful; I need to sin
I want to press my bare chest against another human being
So hard, close, that we’re able to feel the others heart beating.
I’d like to be laid down, so delicate, like a doll
To be kissed, bitten, pleasured, so intense, my skin will crawl
My arms are aching to grasp another
My legs need something new to feel
Just please, for one night, can I be your faux lover?
Because it’s your heart, that I long to steal.
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