The hands that make me quiver with anticipation
the lips that are craved by every part of my body
the eyes I deem not to disappoint
the voice that silences my own thoughts
the hairs that brush against my skin
you halt my world with just a glance
love or lust
either way I cant get enough
either way I must
inject myself with your presence
for when you are not around
the demons call my name
trying to convince me to come down