Twenty hours out of a day you take up space in my beautiful mind..
No matter what i do it is your love im thinking of day or night..
When the sun barely shines or even when the moon is not so bright…
Still It is your love..
your touch ..
Your sweet sweet kiss….
Im missing still… tonite..
Pulse rate is up up and away.
Each time you passed me today I would
imagine how sweet your lips would taste.
Now the time is happening right now as I blink..
The smoke fills the air but i can still breathe.
Inch by inch you pull me towards you…
Hand firm on my neck i cant deny what I want to do.
What is the meaning of true existence?
Existing is shaping and shifting effortlessly
with each turn and twist constantly
So beautiful for me to even see…
In the backseat of your ride
You taste better than you did last night
Me bent over enjoying the ever so slow motion of you and I
you make me want to feel you all over me
Tie you up and dance for you, no touching just my hands staying busy.
I call You
Just miss You
And in return
My heart burns
Forever I remain scorned.
And to sweep
Me off of my feet was a risk we had to take.
Was not our destiny because we would be together if it was true
My body is still but my mind is still turning.
I cant refuse your love anymore Im still hurting.
To Love or not to Love ? That cant possibly be a real question …
Id do this over and over again just to feel the fire thats Still BURNING.
I borrow she borrows they will have borrowed…
To spare some change or spare some sorrow..
Somebodys today is the last breath they take.
But their karmic debt is what never fades….