Fantasy Eyes, searching like hungry children. Searching, for something they should never have seen. Something, I know should never be shown. For I have hidden things deep within, and for someone to see is a crime to me.
Mine I'm nothing but a dreamer, one a kind. But I turn to lovers, that aren't really mine. They kiss and they please, and make me feel fine. But nothing can please me, like you from behind. You tie and you hold me, and yet your so kind. And now that I see you, I know I'll be fine. Cause nothing here matters, when with you I'm not mine.
Feelings He looked at me with passion in his eyes. The feel of his deep breathing gently caressing my skin as he kisses it. The feeling so pulsing like a beat from the heart, if it keeps on like this I won't remember the start. At the moment I've never felt more infinite, and yet it all seems rather incomplete. The way he looks at me says something is wrong, and that's when I realize his grip is unbelievably strong. I'm on my knees begging for mercy, and I believe that was when he really start to hurt me.
