Dreams tearing me apart
Scattering my morales
Bursting the seams
Of a starving heart...

Your hands tangled in my hair
Kissing hard
Just not too slow
Enough to take me there...

Watching you slide out
Between my legs
From where you lay
You'll not go without...

Visions of you in the dark
thighs bruised purple
In the shape of your hands
But when I wake there's no mark...