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Virgo

Rock song
Set me on fire
I bask in the black and whites
And dance in the low lights
Hands wander with every guitar strum
And press with every drum beat

Lyrics
Lead me to the dark
I am in lust with you
I want you to fuck my mind

Do not leave anything untouched
Consume me
Torch me and leave me ashes
Little death,
A little more death

Shut eyes and lips bitten and swollen, no kisses
Deep voices with filth spoken
I love it
Love this cheap knock-off
Of sex, sweat, and sweetness

Music, strip me down
Music, rip me open and enter me from behind
Or look me in the eye
But, good god, kiss me
Let's exchange breaths that we can never get back
Give me a little

Books, poem, fool my body once more
Let it heat me up, turn me on
Funny, fucked up, I can barely write "get me wet"

Girl, woman, I respond
I kneel and offer myself wholly
Bind me to him
Own me
And I will be true, and I will be his
And I promise to please, and I promise to tease

To him alone I will open
To him alone I will give
Take me.
Be mine.

Fingers weary
Penning and (oh blush) fingering
Voices, illusions, fantasies
Make me think they're really here with me and I'm the only one
They watch or bend me over a table
They tie me up and spank me
It was in public, a library, it was at home, it was the office
It was love, it was feral
They were my teacher
Or my best friend's father
The neighbor
The gentle lover
The friend who got me drunk

Oh, hell, who am I kidding?
Perverted mind
Vanilla bitch
Wishes of an old teenage mind
I am the prey
The reluctant predator.
I love it when he moans.
The girl in white sheets and dark insides
Cool contradiction
Waiting for the right him.

When I fall apart, they're watching
"That's it. Good girl.
Cum for me, cum with me."
"Beg."
"Yes, please, sir."
I like it inside.
I don't even know how that is.
I'm used to keeping quiet
I think I like screaming
I hope soon, a real man's name for once!

Empty, I open myself to the air
There's no one there
Again, tears will come, I just know
When our laughter dies down
When phantom cuddles fade away
And no trace of his touch remains
Just an annoyingly satisfying puddle
And a wonderful throbbing and shivers and quakes
And age old knowledge
That I have no business of knowing
Fuck this thing.

The virgin speaks
Embarrassed and terrified.
Are you listening?

Sex on Fire - Kings of Leon : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RF0HhrwIwp0
Written by thepositivelydark
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