Little Taste of Sin

Dismantle me with truth, smother me in lies, release me in your wild, deceit dwells in those eyes

Let us wander these Great Plains, my angel in disguise, my friend beyond tomorrow, the last thing on my mind

I know you won't regret me, promise you won't forget me, though you said that you would let me, you never quite just kept me.

All those fantasies made real, that thought process revealed, the true nature of how we feel, and our lust can't be concealed

I sweat as you run through my mind, then quiver as we begin to touch, cautious bout how we spend our time, whisper you’re forever mine

The rest of the obliviousness just doesn't make sense, as you press your warmth against my chest I begin to squint

Because I almost can't take how realistic my imagination becomes, as all my fingers and toes start to tingle and begin feeling numb

As I reunite myself with the thoughts of moments past, even though you are not here in my pad or on my path

I'm not mad about it, because I can still fantasize about how you taste and I refuse to even begin to waste, even a single moment when you’re here, inside my space

I replay how my body did wine, like fine grapes do, twisted up inside each other, I’m never letting go of you

I watched myself drink up whatever it was you put into your cup just so my lips could touch where yours once did

Sometimes I blink hard just to reboot those moments in my mind as if it is the first time, my innocence relived

I rationalize where clearly there is no reason, how fashionable thighs that belong to you are so damn pleasing

I pride myself on passion and yet, I know not carnal shames, let’s recreate our activities and call out each other’s name

Let’s look for one another on the other side, a love letter to you I shall pen, with a rousing, simple, fiery request, for a little taste of sin