Black Leather Dream

Black leather oh sweet mercy you smell good
just like I knew you would
you smell like leather gasoline
oh please why won't you just shut up and kiss me? or do you plan on being mean?
Oh mercy I can feel your muscles all around me
being here reminds me of something I forgot to remember, see?
I met you at school, saw those brown eye following me
you in that black leather jacket and sitting on that mean machine
you made my blood race
could feel the heat redden my face
I blushed and looked away
you were bold in the way you looked at me as if you wanted to grab me and make me stay
you cornered me at my locker your hands on either sides of my head
your eyes burned me in a way I was surprised I hadn't bleed
you grinned at the sight of no fear in my eyes
as if it were a big surprise
you were tall tan and mean
but something told me you weren't what you tried to seem
I quickly became addicted to the way you looked at me
and just before you kissed me
you faded away right before my very eyes
oh dreams can be such cruel bitter lies

wrote this a few years back. wanted to share it though, hope you liked it.