Soft wild whispers, Salacious thoughts
That fills every last inch of my mind.
Every touch sets my soul on fire.
Each kiss feels as if it was my first kiss.
My heart flutters my head spins.
Is this love? Or just an infatuation?.
You walk out of the sea your wet flawless skin, glistens in the sun.
Writing a message to you that never gets sent in the end.
Loathing myself for these feelings of a burning desire.
You had to keep the fire burning in me.
Sleepless nights tormented dreams, needing to get your face out of my mind.
Wrapped in chains a slave to your love, that please you.
Kept in a cold silence you didn't say I couldn't love you, or I shouldn't love you at all.
I am nothing more than your favourite slave.