Lust

Everything about him is a mystery

Pulling me to him slowly and slowly

When he says that his fingers are on me

I feel the kiss from his bloody lips.

His changing mood turns me on

Which i hate about someone doesnt leave him alone

I still crave his presence

I know that makes no sense

Nothing is stable when i am by his side

The earth starts to turn faster and faster

Or am i the one whose world is spining higher ?

Just a glance is enough to bedazzle my compass..