Repost 2020 Who_Is_I_Is_Me ?

 
The mention of his name
my thoughts are crippled

One glimpse of his image
ignites a smoldering need

His flesh turns me, turns me,
into a dirty replica of myself

Passion runs through my veins
burning points of interest

My need to be devoured by
 him swells my desire

Caress me, dig deep, spread
my willingness to his shape

To know him is to know
this is where he belong