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There is Nothing Romantic About the Way I Feel
Night and day I think about you.
You’ve tightly bound the wrists of my self control
And grabbed my fevered dreams by the throat.
I try to forget what my body knows
But it betrays me every time.
Your skin it breathes me in and it breathes me out
My sweat cannot drown the force of your body
As it shudders in time with mine.
I am drunk the moment my name leaves your lips
And instantly I've forgotten all my former vows
I have forgotten all my former lives.
There is nothing romantic about the way I feel for you.
I have no need for your love,
what I want from you is not tender or sweet.
I found the violent struggle that was living within you
I teased it, I touched it, I gently kissed it here.
Now I beg it to devour me, to show me what it means to fear.
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Greta Kitts
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