Confess
We are always so scared to reveal who we really are and at the same time so desperate to be accepted.
Words ignite my senses, They speak the language of lust, Sweat drips, bodies collide, Primal and raw, a feral release. My words pull your desires, Summon the fire behind swollen lips, Fear keeps them silent, Too much to expose, too real to reveal. But I crave you more, Every part of you, Each twisted thought you fear, Will not drive me away, But draw me closer. You test my resolve, Push me to see if I’ll flee, But I stay,...
