I know it's wrong but I want to know

I want to know

I want to know

I want to know if my dreams are accurate

For analytical purposes of course

I want to know if you taste like green apple

Crisp and stinging and wild and aching

I want to know what makes you

Whimper

Whine

Scream

Moan

Growl

I know

I know

I know

It's wrong

I shouldn't look at your hair

And envision it disappearing into the darkness of black sheets

I shouldn't look at your lips

And envision them bruised and gasping

I don't want you to have any control over me

I don't want to give myself over to you

I don't want to give in to you

I want to take you

Use you

Lay bare your darkest secrets

Taste your flaws

Feel your green apple eyes on my skin

Laugh at your weakness

I want to break you