No More Seasons

4th

Take me. Use me. Love me. Leave me out to dry.

The things I'd do for just one moment
To see anew
The beauty in the wicked
The choice in the deceiver

I have no hope in you
But that won't stop me
My lust and rage
Your power and triumph

There's something that just controls me
A surprise every time
Friendliness transitions to new emotions
Photos of you grace my mind
Your presence makes me nervous
Your thought makes me shake
Your mind opens a sinful door that I'm not sure I'm ready to open it but fuck do I want to.

Is it worth it?
Are YOU worth it?
There's so much to lose, and so much to give
Are these feelings superfluous?
You make me ponder the truth
I wonder what you think about

I know what I think about at least...
Your pointed and soft looking lips, your hair running through my fingertips, your eyes gazing at my physique, your voice brushing past my ears.

Your quiet song... unique, faint, mellow. Amazing

But what about you?
Do you want to touch my skin? Do you think about my features? Do you want to see what's behind my body? Do you want to control my voice?

Will you let us sing together? A bitter-sweet duet tainted by its restricted nature. Could we harmonize? Could we make music and find our tempo?

I want to... I think
Do you?