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Drenched
I wake
Long silence
Til I realize I breath
And that thought an act of violence
Miss you
Wanting you
Like some unspoken need
Crave what I imagine to be true
My whore
My goddess
All "feels" and uncertainty
A merciless hunting tigress
You want me to look at you, breath lust for you
Nostrils flaring, eyes narrow, circling you
Is power feeling aching need rise for you
You've got it wrong but it is all about you
Fires blaze, roar, they scorch that on which they feed
And like fire, you burn, the yearning of my need
Imagine you? No - I lust like hell for you
You know where darkness leads, and its aim is true
Love's feral, driven, one on one, scent of blood
Freed from conscience weight of now forgotten good
Take your beauty, pin it down beneath my power
And ferocity of need, tenderness devour
Love isn't always sunshine, gentle rain and flowers
Sometimes storms arise thundering its power
Long silence
Til I realize I breath
And that thought an act of violence
Miss you
Wanting you
Like some unspoken need
Crave what I imagine to be true
My whore
My goddess
All "feels" and uncertainty
A merciless hunting tigress
You want me to look at you, breath lust for you
Nostrils flaring, eyes narrow, circling you
Is power feeling aching need rise for you
You've got it wrong but it is all about you
Fires blaze, roar, they scorch that on which they feed
And like fire, you burn, the yearning of my need
Imagine you? No - I lust like hell for you
You know where darkness leads, and its aim is true
Love's feral, driven, one on one, scent of blood
Freed from conscience weight of now forgotten good
Take your beauty, pin it down beneath my power
And ferocity of need, tenderness devour
Love isn't always sunshine, gentle rain and flowers
Sometimes storms arise thundering its power
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