Torture

by Leah   Aug 7, 2010


Your eyes are lighting the way
to a place where all my dreams come true
every colour but grey
red for the love I feel deep within for you

Your lips so bold, so round
so tender when pressed against mine
a kiss that makes no sound
that I seem to feel all of the time

Your body, when you are gone
is torture, I want you so near
I am night and you are dawn
in a world that is almost so clear

It is torture, complete torture,
when we are not together so
the torture finds its way to me
and back to you it seems to go.

Torture, torture
when your eyes aren't on me
I want you forever looking this way
feed on my perfect jealousy

Torture, is it,
when I cannot feel your sweet touch
a fingertip down my body
I miss so irresistably and much

It is torture, torture, torture
when we are not intertwined
to be together always
would make me stop time.

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