My finger tips

Running through your hair,

Touching your lips the one i kiss

You have done bohoo on me

I swear,

I cannot leave and i hate it.

Because the thought of knowing that you have gained so much power over me God.

I’ll have to cut your tongue

To go.

Because you know the words to bring me back,

I’ll have to wipe down that smile off your lips because that smile brings me to your arms.

I’ll have to tight down your hands.

Because your touch marks my skin and it repeats in my head i feel it as I breathe.

I’ll have to snatch your eyeballs because just by looking at me you drown me into your heart.

But then again I’ll be killing you and killing me because you have needle us together.

I wish i can be you instead.

How did it feel to make me submissive of you

How does it feel to have me all

How did you do it

Tell me because I’ll like to do it to you too.