words are travelling hundreds of miles an hour through my mind and the only one that keeps coming back to the forefront is your name
they'll tell you not to get attached but you need to hold your ground and hope somewhere in between intertwined bodies and black coffee they can understand that you prefer the word passion
lust and love are not synonymous but i've always had a hard time trying to remember that because how can i tell what's what when the breathing is heavy and the movements slow, the mouths full but the bodies hollow
take me and engulf me in a fire so strong ill burn and forget who i am, take me and kiss me so deep ill become convinced you and i are are not two separate people, tell me what you don't want so i can turn around and give it to you, teach me what i've been learning all along, help me forget that i keep making the same mistakes over, and over, and over again
when i come back push me away, and when you leave kiss me goodbye
reality leaves a lot to the imagination - JL
