LUST


went for a walk
and found your touch
don't wanna want you
but i can't defy this urge
to wipe my sweat
off with your flesh
I am not lucid
your blue eyes cloud my sense

this is not conservative
it's irrationality
if we keep it short and simple
we will reach internal heights
this is not a sham impulse
this is not a cup of ice
it's a blaze with wild arms
once we kiss the time will melt

you are a dance
that crawls inside
there's no pattern or
a line to follow here
no reservation
there is eruption
this is a vile confusion
that feels so good it aches

this is not conservative
it's irrationality
if we keep it short and simple
we will reach internal heights
this is not a sham impulse
this is not shaven ice
it's a blaze with wild arms
once we kiss the time will melt

we are confined
in this small space
yet I feel so
emancipated

this is not conservative
it's irrationality
if we keep it short and simple
we will reach internal heights
this is not a sham impulse
this is not shaven ice
it's a blaze with wild arms
once we kiss the time will melt