I want you I want you I want you
There's nothing else I can make
myself say
No other words that escape my mouth
Your mouth.
I want it I want it I want it
I daydream about what it feels like
Buried beneath your lips
Is it possible to want something so bad
You need it
All drug addicts say this I'm sure
But I'm not an addict
And you're not a drug
You're the apple of my eye
And apples are healthy
Right?
I pick you I pick you I pick you
I don't care if you have worms
Or you're not quite in season
You taste like perfection to me
Taste you taste you taste you
I don't want to taste anyone else
But you
So want me want me want me
And pick me pick me pick me
Or let me let me let me
Go
Oct 18, 2014
Oct 18, 2014 at 5:10 PM UTC
I want you I want you I want you
There's nothing else I can make
myself say
No other words that escape my mouth
Your mouth.
I want it I want it I want it
I daydream about what it feels like
Buried beneath your lips
Is it possible to want something so bad
You need it
All drug addicts say this I'm sure
But I'm not an addict
And you're not a drug
You're the apple of my eye
And apples are healthy
Right?
I pick you I pick you I pick you
I don't care if you have worms
Or you're not quite in season
You taste like perfection to me
Taste you taste you taste you
I don't want to taste anyone else
But you
So want me want me want me
And pick me pick me pick me
Or let me let me let me
Go