Kiss Me

The way you move is  criminal.

Your skin, your sighs, like paradise.

Spellbound me to your every limb.

Kiss me till it kills.

 

The welcoming of your shadowing lies

captures me, binds me to you.

All that’s left is flesh and despair;

Dirty little thrills.

 

Heart pounding, words aren’t left unspoken.

Bed springs scream at the top of their lungs.

High off your sinister dreams, on cloud nine.

You’re such a pretty little pill.

 

In the heat of the moment,

In the loss of translation,

In the depths of desire,

Kiss me until I’m ill.