sometimes a bootie call can be more than that...
My thunder is lashing
Cruel, cruel initiative
Lacking the willpower
I'm following your lips
Into the desires
That have troubled me
Evaded my grasp
Intentionally stupid
I'm caught in your trap
Fake incentive providing
A tiny bliss
I'm embracing the contradiction
Of your needs and means
And how they meet mine,
So...
So,
Here i am naked
reopening the lid
On what I have kept simmering
Since our last kiss...
Here I am naked
Unceremoniously revealing
A lurking desire for your pale skin
A roaring passion for the smell of your hair,
The feel, the softness,
And that gradual moan...
Here I am naked
But not for too long
Just enough for me
To find a new perspective...
My thunder is lashing
Cruel, cruel singalong
I'm lacking the willpower
but i'll be moving on...
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