I just can’t stand the warmth of your skin, time worn smooth and drenched in sin.
No, you’re still not close enough (baby get closer…)
While these clothes separate us…
God your beauty (the shine of it) is blinding me,
Elating me.
You just make me feel
So fucking cliché…
So hit me.
As hard as you can stand.
And if I am dreaming, I’m counting on the impact
To finally wake me up..
I’m falling so hard and I just cant stop….
Stop me if I go too far, before I leave even one scar.
But this has to be real, with nothing else left to feel and
You’re going to burn me with your scorching heat.
So set me ablaze baby.
(If you’re going to get hot, they say,
Then you’d might as well
Catch fire.)
I still can’t stand the warmth of your skin, frictionally smooth, saturated with sin.
No, you’re still not close enough (baby get closer…)
Removing the clothes that separated us…
Your breathing…
You’re searing through everything in me
So amorously.
Your gasping…
Can you even hear a word that I’m saying?
I can’t even listen to what I’m thinking
Over the rhythm of your heart pounding.
But now the only thing I want to hear
Is the sound of you moaning in my ear.
You just make me…
Feels...oh…
baby...
This is it.
The end of the world,
The end of my life,
Here in your arms,
In your furnace.
So let me prophesize
A little something
Before I go,
Tell you the very last thing
That my mind will ever know:
The churches are all wrong,
The evidence is clear;
Oh my god…
There is no god
With heaven and hell right here.
The essence of creation,
We’ll make everything.
And nothing else will matter at all…
Because you’ve got me hanging
(on hands and knees I would crawl)
defenseless by a heartstring.
Landed softly back onto the pillows
and now we lay together calm. |
Submission Name: Addict. (RecoveringFromAnEntirelyDifferentPerson]
