The Slow Burn

I'm tired 

Of being nice.

Of talking.

I don't want to talk anymore.

I want to fuck.

Hard.

I want to tear your clothes off,

And not say please.

I want to press my lips against your neck,

Press your body against the wall,

And hear your sharp exhale of surprise.

Hear your slow moan of pleasure.

Hear the sound escape your lips,

When I lick your throat,

When I slide my hand between your legs. 

To bury my face in your hair and inhale the sweet scent of you.

To feel your heart hammering against my chest.

And your thighs instinctively climb my hips, tighten around me and squeeze.

To feel the weight of you on top of me. 

To be crushed by your mouth.

To forget about propriety and manners.

To be consumed by excitement and passion.

To map every inch of your skin with my finger tips and tongue.

And do it all again just for fun.

I want to take you in my mouth and make you mine for the moment. 

Make you forget about everything else except pleasure,

and want,

and need,

and burn,
and beg...
for more...
for release.

Watch your eyes close as you let go and give in. 

I want to fuck you.

And I don't want to say please.


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"Because Of You"

Want to, but I can’t help it
I love the way it feels,
It’s got me stuck between my fantasy and what is real
I need it when I want it, I want it when I don’t
Tell myself I’ll stop everyday, knowin’ that I won't


Think of it every second
I can't get nothing done,
Only concern is the next time, I’m gonna get me some
Know I should stay away from, cause it's no good for me
I try and try but my obsession wont let me leave


I got a problem and I don’t know what to do about it
Even if I did, I don’t know if I would quit but I doubt it
I’m taken by the thought of it, and I know this much is true
Baby, you have become my addiction, I’m so strung out on you
I can barely move but I like it


And it’s all because of you
And it’s all because…
Never get enough,