It’s true
I crave you
In the most sensual ways I try to get to you
Crave the way you say my name as soon as those sounds leave that mouth I drown in what used to be kerosene ignited by what you do to me
I want you
Don’t you want me
Why are we contemplating
Becasue your hesitant truth defeats you
I need proof to believe you
But I don’t know how to
Nevertheless skeptic truths I still crave you
I crave your truth
Not your ruse
Bound by the breaths of our (unholy) sins no longer little kids you’re my wish
Finger tips caress my hips
Selfishness arises fall in love with me
Why do you want that from me
Just take me make me
Love isn’t a must
It’s lust just for us
You and me craving each other’s infamy
Love isn’t a must
We don’t all grow up seeing *** being related to love. *** to some of us were never about love and so we grow up..with lust not trust but personal gain and pleasure consented by two who only seek a temporary route around love
