It is the weakness of the flesh,
the sweetness of the sweat
on your skin
what will be the end of me.
Because no matter how strong
you make a quitter of me,
I quit my values and my mind.
And it is all worth it, for you,
for the taste of your body, of
for the slickness of your lips.
Its the sensuality of your eyes
that ignites me entirely from
its even hotter than lava.
You set my hands on fire
and I can't wait to see the red hot
that I will leave all over your body.
It's your tongue making its way
from my lips, to my shoulders and
to my ear,
that makes me fall on my knees.
And it is with your every breath
that my entire world goes away,
the pieces lie under your fingernails.
I'm left overexposed and alone
lying in bed naked dressed only
because of this I have to remain silent.
You are fire and I am gunpowder,
you make me explode every time
you touch me,
and I know this is all wrong.
You will take me everywhere
from pleasure to agony,
from glory to ruin,
but I know we will meet again.