Perfect Kind of Desire
Sitting here in front of your image
I desired from my past
My body all in tingles
Body gets fired up like the summer heat
All emotions running wild
I know I should not lust it's unjust
But you look so good yet so fantastic
I can almost taste you with my lips with lust
I can not control it
Is it wrong that I love the way your presence is
You are a lier and a cheat thief in the night
Tonight your everything I desired
Like a roman warrior god
Love your aching heart
Just a work of arts desire
Did not know this love could feel so good
Your dangerous I don't care
Maybe I'm naive
Your my perfect kind of desire
I long for you can you save me from that cloud
By- Brian Otoole
Copyright © Brian Otoole | Year Posted 2013
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