Passion

by dean   Oct 28, 2006


As my passion weakens
at the sound of your voice
I start to unravel
I am left with no choice

I crave all that you are
from your eyes to your soul
I find my self sinking
out of control

my heart races
and with every beat
I crave for your touch
it makes me feel week

I reach for the phone
when I am here alone
hope to hear you
I cant wait, you don't know

I dream of your strength
as you hold me down
as you kiss my lips
and wounder way down

Down in the physical
till you reach my soul
my body goes numb
total loss of control

As I scream out with passion
I feed on yours alone
never stop saids my body
as it quivers and moans

As i look in your eyes
you look back at me
as to see through my body
what only lovers can read

It whispers softly
please never stop
but, as he pulls away
a pain of truth is spilled

A pain of loneness
that only he can fill
just kiss him goodbye
don't question, why

For his passion is in you
so, your never alone
as you wake from this dream
And you pick up the phone.

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