Come on Lover

Let's find comfort within one another the only way we can,
Between bedsheets and nothing else.
Two vulnerable, bare lost souls
Tangled and intwined with our bodies becoming one.
We are both liars. We are cheaters.
And we couldn't care any less.
Whenever we see one another it's like we both secretly know we're both dying for attention.
We are both dying from a hallow and deep need of intimacy.
But you on the other hand die for a little bit more than just a warm body to hold at night.
You have a constant need and want to be young again.
Your heart and brain are hanging from a thread and crave to play with fire.
Baby I'm the forest,
you had the kerosene and the matches
now let's make some magic
We make a scene with whispers and screams of passion with the ecstasy coursing through our bodies below our hips and we let it go to our heads.
We tell ourselves this is just for all sensual fun and games but we secretly need each other in all the wrong ways.
I need a warm male fatherly figure to keep me present and you need to feel young and valiant.

We share secrets in the form of kisses all over our bodies
and we open up about nostalgia when you open up my legs.
This is what we do baby.
We weren't supposed to happen but if only someone could see us with the lights off 500 feet from were the first match was drawn

Come on lover put me out.