Want is the cigarette smoke on a jacket you wore to the wrong part of town....is it the whiskey telling me you miss me, "can you come around?"...Passion is a passing thing, it's accidental chemistry....
Lust is a liar, a short lived fire, but it ain't what you and I are at all....
It's a need, it's a need, baby, I'd go anywhere that you would lead me...
Hopeless, breathless, burning slow; touch me, hold me, and tell me, 'I won't let you go'...
Danger is the prickles on my neck telling me to run or to freeze...
Baby, it's a need...
I'd go anywhere that you will lead me...
I am hopeless, breathless, burning slow;
Touch me, hold me, tell me 'I won't let you go'...
It's a need, baby, it's need... I am Hopeless, breathless, burning slow; touch me, hold me, tell me 'I won't let you go'...Honey, this is like breathing for me....
Baby, the truth is, it's essential to me that you love me....
Because all this love is real....
It's a need...
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The New Romantic's Poetry By Kaylyne Hayford (COMPLETED)
PoetryThis book is about a love story between two people in love. And this also has sad poetry in it and a little bit of dark poetry too. (Book 1)
