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
