I feel you wanting me.
Grazing my body like a hungry wolf.
I feel I have no choice.
It isn’t force...
more like guilt.
I feel your cold hands on my skin.
making me twitch and feel open
too open.
I go to another world
somewhere i can feel alive.
It helps.
I feel your passion
I try to feel it
guilt... again.
Do I just make you happy by faking motions and noise
or do I just give up and say no more?
Something inside me cant lie.
I just say “Stop”
I cant...