Inside
Seclusion beating at my door, waking my senses
Love, a distant memory slowly fading
Desire and passion like a loyal dog, always following
For a brief moment, there’s a sound
A desire to come in out of the cold, pounding rain
Once inside,
The warmth is too much…
Acclimatized to the cold
The footsteps start fading
Seclusion returns, enjoying the warmth
Desire and passion imprisoning with suffocating strength
Making the night seem kind
Waiting for the pounding…
Pounding force…
Scaring away seclusion
Fulfilling the desire and passion
Embracing…
Touching…
Loving…
Coming and going
Inside
Love, a distant memory slowly fading
Desire and passion like a loyal dog, always following
For a brief moment, there’s a sound
A desire to come in out of the cold, pounding rain
Once inside,
The warmth is too much…
Acclimatized to the cold
The footsteps start fading
Seclusion returns, enjoying the warmth
Desire and passion imprisoning with suffocating strength
Making the night seem kind
Waiting for the pounding…
Pounding force…
Scaring away seclusion
Fulfilling the desire and passion
Embracing…
Touching…
Loving…
Coming and going
Inside
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