X. A Touch .x

Touch me, like you know me…
Taint my lips with your .:sinister:. kiss…
Caress me; hold me… Drain the life from me…
It’s as if I’m standing in a shadowed room,
And with x.time.x, I feel so alone.
Yet you’re here with me, holding me…
And your grip seems to /diminish/,
Then tighten so I can’t breathe…
It’s not like I don’t like it,
|The way your fingers trace my skin|
Or the way your words dance in my mind…
[So turn me on again]
-Touch- me like you know me…
Watch me sleep, ^torment^ my soul…
Because it’s not like I won’t come crawling back.