Take my hand, you can trust me. <br />I can feel it- that lust for ecstasy. <br />Close the door, it’s so damn late. <br />And there’s no time to vindicate. <br />Follow me now up these stairs- <br />Long, dark hallway to anywhere. <br />You’ve got a lust for magic there inside <br />And this night is wicked, but glorified. <br />Let’s just say it- no, we don’t have to <br />Touch says enough when it’s impromptu. <br />So take my hand, let’s spend the night <br />And we can become infinite.<br /><br />Jessy Liz<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/infinite-2/
