I want you

so bad I can

sometimes feel you

deep inside me

even when you’re not

around.

Calm, you say

as you rile me up

for your own

enjoyment,

sitting back,

smoking your

cigarette like it

was your only source

of oxygen,

mocking me

with your eyes

and your silence;

it drives me crazy

makes me want you more.

Makes me want to

jump into your

lap and make

you moan.

Your abuse is gentle,

but your love

is fierce.

I can see no way

to escape

the trance

you put me in

when you bite your

lip

ever so

and draw me nearer

to them.

Make me crazy.

Your touch is

the fuel

for my

love machine,

and tonight

it’s working

double-duty.

 

 

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