Touch me

Touch me
With your words,

with your thoughts

Yeah, you know where

Let that light of yours

Shine through me [I'll let out my darkness]

Pierce my skin

Yeah, just let it bleed

Go on [I'm ready]

Go on [I won't hold you to it]

Go on [...]

There are cells

In my body

Just waiting to hear

your next word

I will enjoy

every letter of it.

"Of course I could do without it, she said, letting her gaze focus on something distant. But why would I? Why would I not treat myself with having my blood rush through me, heating me up from the inside? Having my stomache turn in pure anticipation? If nothing else, he will be good for my blood circulation."