The hush...

What if I had a secret sittin behind closed doors that wasn't afraid of luv... Would u know I've been needin a moment after givin all I had to give as I felt that rush in every touch... Let's say I gotta hold my heart shut bcuz it jus wants to know who's out there... Locked away from anyone ever knowin how the man in me is jus a few females past takin a dare... As time alone is curious to feel someone actually get in beneath the visual tease... Maybe in my lost sense of home I truly jus wanna be able to breathe... If I had reason to go beyond likin someone my silence would release the intent of need goin all out... Hidden in the other end of words flipped from the tongue jus wantin that name that has no other sound... As the emotion i cherish put on hold is goin to waste due to idk who in the fuck is who... Yet, how do u know I wouldn't wanna get to know u... On the hush side of life waitin patiently as the pillow next to me has no scent of perfume... If my truths wasn't muted n told u that even a man desires the connectivity absent to the joy that's all but forgotten about... Could u relate to a conversation ready to play in the middle of nothin goin on as thoughts keep goin around n around... Maybe, jus maybe I'd wanna finally go home n know where it is I to fuckin belong... U gotta admit the place in which we live in is down right raw... N my arms ain't got shit to do at night but reach for a new memory I cannot seem to dream... Tangled up in bed alone in the emptiness of chilled sheets... I've jus become Mr solo artist til what I cannot resist comes along n makes me wanna open up... Without having to talk about how like is more important than luv...