There's a burning desire in me
Much like the sun as it melts into the sky, bleeding through, the moon fills my walls with shadows;
Twisting, they go;
Dancing across the walls, up the stairs, and into my bed they lie.
I coat my body with your skin,
I breathe you in hoping for a cloud of familiar scents.
I'm dancing with a stranger..
I'm dancing with danger...
Only to bury you inside me, inside him.
With every touch, push, pull,
Knowing he is not what I want, I am not what he wants, I find temporary satisfaction with this chemical reaction only to be left empty when the sun rises taking the moon, shadows, and chemicals with it.
Jun 15, 2014
Jun 15, 2014 at 9:59 PM UTC
There's a burning desire in me
Much like the sun as it melts into the sky, bleeding through, the moon fills my walls with shadows;
Twisting, they go;
Dancing across the walls, up the stairs, and into my bed they lie.
I coat my body with your skin,
I breathe you in hoping for a cloud of familiar scents.
I'm dancing with a stranger..
I'm dancing with danger...
Only to bury you inside me, inside him.
With every touch, push, pull,
Knowing he is not what I want, I am not what he wants, I find temporary satisfaction with this chemical reaction only to be left empty when the sun rises taking the moon, shadows, and chemicals with it.
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