Maybe instinct, maybe desire
I want to taste you again
To have you as close as you've ever been
Maybe a touch. maybe a fire
I want to burn your skin
To leave you as scarred as I am
Maybe a crush, maybe I'm a liar
But I want you, as real as I am
To break every promise we made against our wishes
I want to cross the line
I want to draw you in
To shake the foundation
Of what it means to live
Maybe your hand is closed, maybe mine
But I want to see you sin
So I don't have to be
So fucking perfect.
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