Kiss me so sweet take my life,
rip away my skin fleshly clothes.
Taste on my lips your rivers,
where down on you I will go.
I move into your arms to find you,
moaning in my ear your need.
Pleasing to please what is pleasing,
knowing your wants are my goals.
In a way there is only desire.
Felt by the passion raging within.
A fire burns the melted ice away,
as dreamers dream of actions.
Tampered within all emotions,
feelings seeing with eyes so dark.
Will you die with me tonight?
Will you take my hand in yours?
So many thoughts of never wanting,
becoming the only things I want now.
I see you there before me,
smiling, waiting, knowing my heart.
So lost have I been in you finding me,
where no angel was ever willing to go.
To the depths of my heaven your hell,
screaming flesh tormented by grief.
Reaching into my soul to save me,
hanging on for another moment in you.
Straddling my hips your body,
sliding deeper into your light.
Fixated on your eyes past this feeling,
of knowing who you are inside.
Moments for air letting go of breathing,
I find in your climax my home.
Penetration sensation realization,
coming to you in more than one way.
Johnny Newell
rip away my skin fleshly clothes.
Taste on my lips your rivers,
where down on you I will go.
I move into your arms to find you,
moaning in my ear your need.
Pleasing to please what is pleasing,
knowing your wants are my goals.
In a way there is only desire.
Felt by the passion raging within.
A fire burns the melted ice away,
as dreamers dream of actions.
Tampered within all emotions,
feelings seeing with eyes so dark.
Will you die with me tonight?
Will you take my hand in yours?
So many thoughts of never wanting,
becoming the only things I want now.
I see you there before me,
smiling, waiting, knowing my heart.
So lost have I been in you finding me,
where no angel was ever willing to go.
To the depths of my heaven your hell,
screaming flesh tormented by grief.
Reaching into my soul to save me,
hanging on for another moment in you.
Straddling my hips your body,
sliding deeper into your light.
Fixated on your eyes past this feeling,
of knowing who you are inside.
Moments for air letting go of breathing,
I find in your climax my home.
Penetration sensation realization,
coming to you in more than one way.
Johnny Newell
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