Longing

 

The wave comes again

With the force of a million tons

The crave comes again

And all control in me succumbs

 

I'm in need, the thirst is too great

It needs to feed, the cage is about to break

From my fingertips down into my loins

The impulses surge as the pleasure enjoys

 

I need you, though I hate you

I free you, though I loathe you

I feed you, though I detest you

I hate you, though I need you

 

Electric current races through my vein

The fire is heightened, no turning back

Erotic power explodes against my brain

The pyre is ignited, sin burns black

 

The tongue is quivering, awaiting the taste

The lips are hovering to devour with haste

The razor blade thrusts, I am the robber

The smell of rust, the taste of copper

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