Wednesday, April 27, 2011

This is what it feels like.

Music ties me down, strings me up;
It pulls me in
And so should you.
The drum beats are getting louder -
I can hear an epiphany forming.
All this tension is going to explode,
Taking you or me or both
And I don't want to be the only one losing control.
Grab my hips, bite every inch
Of skin and kiss the freckles one by one;
Don't rush it, just take it slow
Let this chaotic sound build and build, let that pent up frustration show.
Unbutton my oxford and I'll fumble with that zipper
My head's all stars and we're in the cusp of the big dipper.
Tempting, teasing, feeling the sin -
This is the moment; it's how everything begins and ends.

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