it's hard to put words to the want
pulling at the pit of my belly
speeding the pulsing fire
desperation to be claimed
consumed
skin deep isn't close enough
fill my head with your secrets
the ones you only take out in the darkest hours
placed gingerly in your bed
half-covered in blankets
coloured in shame and seedy regret
plant them, sow your desires
I want to **** your soul