I want, a want that's unholy.
A wanting that's perverted.
I want, a want that's solely for me.
A wanting that's truthfully converted.
I want to touch.
Feel your soft and hard.
Trace what can burn and hurt,
The fiery scorch you possess.
I want to taste
The sweetness of your essence
Hidden in many folds of your heart
You buried forgotten in your soul.
I want the earth you walk on,
The air that sustains,
The water that brings life,
I want all of you and more.
Dec 15, 2013
Dec 15, 2013 at 11:08 PM UTC
I want, a want that's unholy.
A wanting that's perverted.
I want, a want that's solely for me.
A wanting that's truthfully converted.
I want to touch.
Feel your soft and hard.
Trace what can burn and hurt,
The fiery scorch you possess.
I want to taste
The sweetness of your essence
Hidden in many folds of your heart
You buried forgotten in your soul.
I want the earth you walk on,
The air that sustains,
The water that brings life,
I want all of you and more.
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