Tears are falling towards the ground

shattering like shards of glass

or the innocence of raindrops on my tounge

[it makes it all worthwhile]

you make my heart pound and my mouth go dry

only what to think of you inside

breaking and entering

filled with deceit

but my lust for you...

curiosity of my brain cells

overflowing me with want

[its called desire]

your tainted black fingernails

slashing,sweeping over my torso

bruised and torn already.

is this the end?

taste the metal drowning in my mouth

sweet intoxicaton of sadism

something I was never used too

We could have slept together

and wasted this thing called lust

where every second drives me to wonder whats next

standing outside kissing me...

shivering into your arms

then melting as tongue slips

into and between the cracks of my lips.

I wanted you more then,than ever...

but i held my breath as the butterflies crept

through my stomach,

feeling their wings glide across intestine

sweet innocence...

Curiosity.is.the.word.i.love.

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