My head spins and I don't know if it's from you or the drugs
I'm fucked up on the chemicals and high off your love
I feel our souls connect with our skin
In a deep hazy high, somewhere I let you in
Your hands on my hips drive me insane
I try to focus on you with a warm rush in my veins
Your electric touch is a feeling straight from heaven
When I look in your eyes I feel my heart melting
I beg you to wrap your hands around my throat
I love it when you make it fast and when you take it slow
Vision slightly blurred but I feel the weight of your body
I crave your touch always especially when I feel empty
You me and drugs left to our own devices
In a dark room, just us two, we're in our own paradises
I never felt a greater connection than when our bodies and souls connected
Trippy sex and dreading the moment it ended
The look in your eyes so aggressive and passionate and rough
It turns me on so fucking much, I will never get enough
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Secret Poems I Wrote In My Room
PoetryThis is my story told in poetry, my thoughts, feelings, my truth, and what I go through in writing. The part of me only a few know about. My dreams and my expressions all in one.
