Nothing is wrong But everything is wrong There’s no reason for this sadness, But it’s inescapable It’s pulling me down, drowning me Over and over again Lost in this sea of thoughts Unable to find the way home Tired of being here, But unable to move So lonely, but so unable to talk So exhausted, But always awake The waves of guilt and shame never sleep
Bodies together, Bodies parched, Sweat oozes from every pore, And slowly departs, As the passion heats, And the moans increase, The explosion awaits, One final pulsating release.
The heat from two body's As they sleep as one I can't handle the heat But with you laying next to me I would bake and not stir Laying here remembering Every bead of sweet Your breath on my back I wish it could have lasted forever But every night has its dawn
I am invigorated by the exterior of a soul. Warm silk wraps around my aching flesh. No crevice of my neglected body goes unexplored. It is impossible to communicate how much I desire somebody's, anybody's, touch.