• I wish to be held by you
    Alone in a room
    Darker then our sins
    Luminescent with your gaze
    I want to feel the friction from your touch
    Gliding down my body
    The rose of your lips
    Caress me
    As the thorns called nails
    Should stab me
    Feel the wind of your breath
    Wash over me
    Your body pressing against me
    I want you angry
    And to force yourself inside me
    As i whine for you
    To stay with me
    And I grasp you
    So your closer to me
    I wish for this to be