your touch,

deafening noise

chaotic choruses;

clouding my mind

agitating hourglasses,

showing me that time exists.

but, why do you do this to me?

after claiming connection..

–

meditated movements

in the moment,

is what i crave;

in my tension

setting intention.

opening

and activating the root

of my sacral desires.

–

do you not have it in you?

bass dissolving;

enough to take the beat away

into your fingertips?

with half of your heart

touching me;

calculated caresses,

preplanned movements..

haven't you ever

let yourself lose control?

haven't you ever

closed your eyes

and seen into my soul?

yes?

no?

maybe?

lost eyes tell me otherwise.

–

do not touch me,

unless you mean it..