I am the tide that pulls you in
the temptation that entices pleasureful sin
the rain that falls and soothes your soul
intimacy that makes you lose control
I am the breeze that sends chills down your spine
a thought so deep that it can’t leave your mind
The fire that burns and warms your skin
the euphoria taking over ya when the drugs kick in
I am the end
But I’ve yet to begin
I’m only pretend
And then again, the realest within
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Author:
asrealastheycome (
Offline) - Published: September 13th, 2022 04:08
- Category: Spiritual
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Comments1
I love these lines 'the temptation that entices pleasureful sin', 'intimacy that makes you lose control'
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