Now I know why they call it making love
Since you've gone, you're the only thing I'm thinking of
I'm sick to my stomach and I'm loving every second of it
This delirious delight ignites my flame and scorches my inhibitions
You're running circles in my head and swimming through my veins
I've never in my life felt so insane.
Quiet desperation slowly creeps into my spine
Tingling and mingling with the doubts I've come to ignore
I pray that you never grow tired of my touch, my taste, this face
Is only smiling when I know you're coming back for more.
Sunday, December 5, 2010
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