kaiti-sukai

Another bullet point on a list of regrets The spur-of-the-moment hands over skin Insistent pressure forces thoughts to relent Suffocate consciousness in a blanket of sin Seeking hands wander along bodily lines Telling me I don't need you Telling me that I'll be fine But I know they lie with every touch And the blaze that burns within me Fueled by carnal, empty lust Licks at everything inside my body But can't cauterize these wounds And the stars that form before my eyes Swell and fades into your face Which disappears and leaves behind What I don't want to face Another body drenched with sweat Another bullet point on a list of regrets