Saturday, June 25, 2011

Hunger


Everything that could happen
All the possibilities
I hate this surrealism 
Hope roaming through my body
Why can’t I just take it at face value?
Why, can't I hear the no?

All I do is keep imagining
His arms, his caress
How our skin would melt together
The rhythm of us
To make him hunger 
So as to make him feel
For he starves in vein

Loose your self control
marvel at my body
The softness of my skin
How can you say no?
Said no?
Don’t you see that this is?
Can't you see what we've done?
But you choose to be blind.
and you chose to say no.

God, it makes me want you more.
Make me feel as though
I’m not enough of your taste
That in all that I’m worth
I’m that risk that you’re not gonna take.

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