If pleasure is a sin
Then baby I'm no saint
If you were looking for an angel
Whose door you knocked wasn't it
Oxytocin flares in my veins
As you unhooked what was holding me back
The floor was made to hold your clothes
I'm nothing but a human under your touch
The feelings that arouse my tainted soul
Are at the mercy of your blessed gaze
You watch me as you make my stars illuminate
You're a creature of utmost divinity
And I'm a slave to the grace of your presence
You hold my heart captive willingly
Fuelled with ecstasy that I can't contain
All these things that you're doing to me
Just say the word and I'm yours
YOU ARE READING
The Words I Speak
PoesíaWhile I'm silenced out there I'll speak my mind in here This reputation of the quiet Just let it disappear I've got a lot ahead of me Many things that I fear As I'm walking down this road I can finally see things clear . . . . . The Words I S...
