you can't fight a dancer
if love is a feeling of rapture, pull
heart pumping pull towards your body
intoxciation upon smell and sweat without touch
than belive me - I am in
i am in the addiction swirl of love for you
it just hurts
like a little tear in my heart - my chest
just suttle enough - not an ache
a slight empty
a little hole
that you made
-really i dug it for you.
i dug you a hole in my heart for you to live in -
always.
time proves you will never leave.
the nervious butterflies only mulptiply
but what i would have give up to fill that hole.
to let you move in would be something I really dont know if i can do. I just dont
know.
i see your feel glide accross the floor
everything I long for form you you keep so locked away.
from me.
surrounded by the haze of your spell i stay.
i stay as long as i can to breath in every ounce of your smell and heartbeat.
your fingers surrprozingly fall into mine...
even if it might be to fill your own new void, a new hole in her heart..
i stay.
let me pretend with you.
ill be that bandaid. I try though
i try to see - to feel - what you feel - for me.
you agree.
but
but
i think we both know so well
the stance of our toes and the directions of our hearts.
any tough to give me
reaches right into stealing whatever i had in my lungs,
forcing me to gasp for new air... your air
you hold back on each caress
but still take all away from me that I have
how can every minute never feel enough
you didn't let me look you in the eye
you didnt let me in.
but to feel your breath on my neck is every reason to let myself fall deeper into the high you give.
dont care about the concequnces
true hunger is heating for now... not for later.
---
how is it possible... that this seems to be what love is.
but true companship isn't.
i am so lucky to have felt this state of being
how can i ever give it up
how can what makes me happy keep from other happiness.
how can we fall in love with what deosn't seem to fit into our lives
how
how can i want everything that goes back on what I believe.
how can your scent alone send me into rapture
nothng can squeeze me, bite me or hit me hard enough to make me get over this desire.
can i trade the intense scratch for the soft caress?
when I think i like them both.
i dont know.
and my desires scare me.
and I now I will take whatever suffering
because i am a figher.
and for some reason there is a beat in my body that thinks i can win
win a fight the rest of me thinks i am not meant to win.
----
when I miss your beat but catch it too late
heart pumping pull towards your body
intoxciation upon smell and sweat without touch
than belive me - I am in
i am in the addiction swirl of love for you
it just hurts
like a little tear in my heart - my chest
just suttle enough - not an ache
a slight empty
a little hole
that you made
-really i dug it for you.
i dug you a hole in my heart for you to live in -
always.
time proves you will never leave.
the nervious butterflies only mulptiply
but what i would have give up to fill that hole.
to let you move in would be something I really dont know if i can do. I just dont
know.
i see your feel glide accross the floor
everything I long for form you you keep so locked away.
from me.
surrounded by the haze of your spell i stay.
i stay as long as i can to breath in every ounce of your smell and heartbeat.
your fingers surrprozingly fall into mine...
even if it might be to fill your own new void, a new hole in her heart..
i stay.
let me pretend with you.
ill be that bandaid. I try though
i try to see - to feel - what you feel - for me.
you agree.
but
but
i think we both know so well
the stance of our toes and the directions of our hearts.
any tough to give me
reaches right into stealing whatever i had in my lungs,
forcing me to gasp for new air... your air
you hold back on each caress
but still take all away from me that I have
how can every minute never feel enough
you didn't let me look you in the eye
you didnt let me in.
but to feel your breath on my neck is every reason to let myself fall deeper into the high you give.
dont care about the concequnces
true hunger is heating for now... not for later.
---
how is it possible... that this seems to be what love is.
but true companship isn't.
i am so lucky to have felt this state of being
how can i ever give it up
how can what makes me happy keep from other happiness.
how can we fall in love with what deosn't seem to fit into our lives
how
how can i want everything that goes back on what I believe.
how can your scent alone send me into rapture
nothng can squeeze me, bite me or hit me hard enough to make me get over this desire.
can i trade the intense scratch for the soft caress?
when I think i like them both.
i dont know.
and my desires scare me.
and I now I will take whatever suffering
because i am a figher.
and for some reason there is a beat in my body that thinks i can win
win a fight the rest of me thinks i am not meant to win.
----
when I miss your beat but catch it too late