I write you off in my head every day, put a stop to these sick games and tell myself I don't need you to feel alive that I can feel all these things without you. But every time I see you I feel my breath catch in my throat and I start to tremble all over, you notice, you always do and you give me a knowing look, your eyes flashing and burning with hunger. We dance around each other all night exchanging longing looks until the time comes when we are alone at one with each other. Your touch burns me and I can feel you all over. Our lips press hungrily together, smouldering passion unleashed in that one moment. We stare into each other's eyes silently asking each other permission but we know that we'll always do this and we'll never stop. Clothes heap together on the floor, hands running up and down bodies, lips locked together, rising heat. The first one is always rough, that's how we like it, release the monsters inside. Scratching, biting, clawing sends us over the edge, we push together harder, you're deep inside me but I want you closer. We release simultaneously as always, panting and moaning. You stay in me for a while afterwards always and we hold each other lost in the moment wanting to feel this way forever. But nothing lasts forever and we go back to darkness awaiting the next fix.