There's a craving in my bones Every single day I don't know what it's for

I don't know what quieted it It feels as if I knew way back When I was a child, I was sure What I wanted

I walk with tunnel vision I walk with mind cluttered I walk blinded by words In front of my eyes

I don't see the others I don't see what's near I don't see the people I've forgotten what's dear

But I'm still here And I keep going And I keep moving

That's all I know to do And I know one more thing That's that I'm doing my best

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Inspiration doesn't strike It never does So you just let the movements Flow down your fingers

That's all That's how simple it is Forget about how it should be Forget about rules

I don't care about that anymore And I'm having so much more fun

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Here's an old piece of mine

a kiss a hand caressing the side of my face the other gently on my hair his breath warm, it washes over my skin and lashes his eyes, so striking i heat up and can’t help but look away his smile, so precious my chest feels tighter his soft lips on my ear, they warm up he plays with my soft, inner thighs sliding on the cloth between them he goes under them and contact with his skin makes me fall he catches me, the other arm wrapped on my waist his lips still on my neck

it burns it’s so hot it prickles my skin

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O what ails me under these stars? My breath fills my chest Its escape seems strained What has come over me?

Tell me, Aphrodite, is this your bidding? I've heard the girls chat and giggle Their faces burn, too That, of course, when they ponder One close to them

Here I find this courage Just as Alexandros whisked what he coveted And cared not for Ilion When before I dared not make Ripples on still waters

Here now I lay possessed Days, and more nights haunted by one

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The clock strikes five and my eyes they can't help but wander from the pages Lost are the words that pour into them Numbers instead replace them

Every few minutes I falter And my ears ready for a ding Which does not come

It is not only my fingers that prefer not to play the tune myself

No, my heart is the same It sits in a box As how creatures shy from the sun

A tender warmth But there a fear of burning

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I'll tell you something Only in the dark whispers of the night Only then can my heart open up

Tender feelings like these are silly I know that. It's not high school anymore You see me as a child. I know that, too

Still I I've always been a romantic Even though you're not someone To romanticize

You're blunt Straight to the point Completely honest No sugarcoating

You do what you want Say what you want Completely yourself

You're silly There's no room for sentiment in you A do or don't type Tenderness isn't in your language

I know that Still I The soft thing that blooms every time In my rib cage for gentle ones

It blooms equally for you

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