connecting*the*dots

man…
what a spot
rock meet hard place
in-between you’ll find my face
wincing in a pain that feels oh so good
i just need some room to move
some space to find my groove
with her
yeah, yeah, i know
we’ve gone there before
she opens and then closes the door with a wink in the crack as lure…
cool enough
i like it rough
spank me,
slap me,
call me shirly
spin me round and round
make the chase a topsy-turvey
oops… there’s no chase
my bad
i forgot we already had
that conversation
this must be of my own creation
yeah… right
i need to feel your heart beating against your chest
until i do i’ll have trouble finding rest
i need to look deep within your eyes
see your soul stir and shed it’s disguise
i need to feel the small of your back
massage the pain so it’ll never come back
i need to hear your voice in a soft purr
make my world lose focus and go to a blur…

i need to stop