I can't breathe when I catch a glimpse of your feral eyes staring at me like they want to ravish every cell on my body; All I can hear they say is that you want to eat me, swallow me whole and leave me spent over linen sheets.
You are 24/7 inside my head, in my dreams; my wet, luscious dreams where you're caressing my skin and whispering on my ears.
At nights, I see my image reflected on the mirror, blurred and pallid, lust and wanting pouring all over myself. I'm not alone, never alone when I have you there with me, even if just in my mind. Why you're making me do things I'd never do? Taking my hands on travels along my tights coming up, coming high.
You make want to be crushed under the weight of my own conscience, 'cause I know this is wrong, it's too wrong whenever you make me think those things I can't stop thinking. When you make me think of you taking me.
In my imagination when you finally dive in. You just knock on a closed door, get in, don't even talk, but those eyes are on me and I know what they want. You're here to take my breath away and you'll let me take yours.
For me is like everyday the clock is striking two different times and two different lives. I can't help to think you feel the same, I know you watch me all the time or can it be just products of my sick, twisted mind?
"I'm tired of fantasizing, I've lost my self restraint." I finally hear you say, your voice echoes in the quiet room and I want too say 'me too, me too!' But the words seem to be stuck in my throat.
Oh, I've been waiting for this moment and I wonder how long you've been too. But deep down I know it as well as you know it that questions won't help now and why keep delaying what it's faded to happen?
"Your eyes said it all." I whisper and I already can feel your breath on my skin, so hot that is almost like it would leave a mark.
You can have me now, even though I've already been yours.