I'm just that buzz
That gets you going
I leave you high as a kite
and leave you out to dry
I'm the sweat on your back
and the chills across your sides
The scratches that leave more
than those physical marks
I am the whisper in the wind
with the words on the tip of my tongue
that are left unsaid
I am the masterpiece you are dying to own
to be the highest bidder
to hang on your wall and admire
The phantom touches
moans and dreams
I am your fantasy
There but barely
I need you too
take me body and soul
I am the one
that can fulfill all your deepest desires
all your played out fantasies
I am the one















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"That which does not kill me, makes me stronger." -Nietzsche
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