Touch Me...

Touch me.
Touch me as if I were a soft silk that's not sale.
Touch me as if I were what makes you stop when you're running.
Touch me with your body and soul.
Don't be afraid, darling. It doesn't exist innocence in this unclad love.
I need this only ours moments for being alive.
Press your body against mine
Kiss me till our lips start to bleed
Kiss me from north to the south
Show me how bizarre and impure love can be.
Don't worry darling.
What happens here, stays only here.
Out there we'll keep our insensitive appearances.
But tomorrow's night I'll be waiting for you again.
For finishing what will never finish.
Because our lives will never be together.
However our bodies get along while we fake don't belong each other.