Black Out

Lust and love

Heated rasps of breath

Words of secret comforts

Something meant only for them

Kissing turns heated

Your not very sure you are perfect

But I'm going black 

And don't want to stop

We''ll wake up in the morning 

You'll be gone 

While I sit 

And think

Heh... 

I guess it couldn't have been that great a time if I can't remember a damn thing about you

Reviews

[Sir Drift & Mr. Pulse]

This was a different piece, I feel like a secret is creeping out of your heart

[Emilia Cole]

Nah I'm just a terrible person but still haven't done anything...anything mentioned came from the facts I pieced together from life itself not from experience should have warned people tho

[Vaporvision]

Oddly sexual. A few grammatical errors, and one of the lines doesn't make sense. Otherwise, I'm not entirely sure what to grasp from this piece. Perhaps I just don't get it. Do you mind elaborating on the meaning behind this?