I know I shouldn't but its hard when I wake up in the middle of the night and my pillow is wet from these relentless dreams where I find your words have become the blood and flesh of my pressing desire to walk into the fires burning with the colors of your eyes and I want to feel the serpentine tounge waiting in your cool crescent moon smile wrap itself completely around me as I surrender to you so you can pull me down and swallow me whole and I'll fall down to my knees to beg and pray and plead for just a little touch a little taste a little push of falling in and out of you and I want you in a way that I know the devils in the room and I really don't care if he wants to watch I still want to discover the secrets of your sin use my finger to slid along and part and unlock your lips and feel your heat grind against my palm and offer your teeth the rabid pulse beneath my neck I want to whisper all the shameless thoughts that cause me to toss and turn instead of sleep and I have lost my soul to the endless crashing waves of dreams tangled within my sheets stained with the lustful drops seeping out of me and I'm drowning for the hope of something more as I clinch my lonely fist and let your name fall from my tongue and
I taste something like honey
something like sin
something like love