Hands softly caress flesh
words never spoken emerge from closed lips
the sounds speak of ecstasy
the taste sweet intoxicating
lost for a moment in eyes that scream truth
again they scream, more they scream
addiction has set in
the need to feel the one true moment
when tounge and sweat and blood and lust take form
and pull us closer to our little deaths.
Draw me in hold me tight as we feel our bodies tense
and release,
hold me tight until we can breath as one again.
