Tricky and sticky
hard to get out of
but easy to get ****** in
how do I tell the difference
are you love?
you are empty promises
you are the relationship with no labels
you are the late night getaways
the text messages I hide away
you are the heartbreak
you are what makes my knees shake
you make me tuck my morals away
as I dance among your lips
I feel the grip on my hip
my wrist held down tight
I blossom into the queen
of the night
Can't you see my body tremble?
Finding pleasure there
Finding love there
And my body
My heart remembers..
As I wait thirsty
Hungry for the next time
hungry for you
This is not love,
this is not what its like
this is not what I longed for every night
it's a trick but it feels right
It's a trick, right?
Apr 13, 2016
Apr 13, 2016 at 6:07 AM UTC
Tricky and sticky
hard to get out of
but easy to get ****** in
how do I tell the difference
are you love?
you are empty promises
you are the relationship with no labels
you are the late night getaways
the text messages I hide away
you are the heartbreak
you are what makes my knees shake
you make me tuck my morals away
as I dance among your lips
I feel the grip on my hip
my wrist held down tight
I blossom into the queen
of the night
Can't you see my body tremble?
Finding pleasure there
Finding love there
And my body
My heart remembers..
As I wait thirsty
Hungry for the next time
hungry for you
This is not love,
this is not what its like
this is not what I longed for every night
it's a trick but it feels right
It's a trick, right?
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