Here I Go

I see you.
I want you.
Your danger is a drug.
Your mind,
your mug,
comprise all that
lies
behind those eyes
that I dream of and see
whether you're in my mind
or
in front of me.
Should I let you go?
Preserve myself before
this shows
itself to my world and I implode?
Here I go...

Reviews

[Chris]

The allure of the "Bad" Boy... not the vanilla settled for by so many... often after the bad one throws you away.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

The intense rush of blood as one feels the adrenaline of lust flowing through veins and sinu streatched to breaking by the desperation of pure, unadulterated desire