I love the way you drive me crazy
I love the way you call me your boy
I love the way you fuck me up
Gee whiz, baby
It feels like Heaven
Laying in your arms
No puzzle to solve
You could have me
Any way you want
And we could live
Beautifully in sin
Insatiable
In our depression
I need a revolution
I need an intervention
No dissociations
No limitations
Pure
Drunk in love
I'd rather die than live
On a different page
My best guess
Your worst perspective
I watch your body in gold
Fall over the rocks
And you've lost your pride
In the shadows of introspection
I trace the primal sketch
Of your bones, laid bare
Cut to depth
How we observe each other
Following heartbeats
Like dead objects.
- Author: Jordan Cash (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 15th, 2024 17:31
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 10
Comments1
Tremendous.
Thank you, Thomas 🙂
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