The luv is there with no one to give it to... Even the sexual intent goes with the touch of being used... As the mental conflictions stop thinking n wind up bored... When all that's needed is some real attention behind closed doors... Straggering out into the wide open called life... A lil tlc would be so fuckin nice... Wrapped up as skin makes luv to fingertips... Lost in a moment to feel a good set of lips... Nude to the nakedness felt sold to hold... Playin with the pleasure body parts truth be told... To feel exactly the way send wants to help an others soothe... With A look one on one with the way tongues move... Finding a friend in a moment's notice cuddled up n fallin falling in... Smelling the aroma of their instinctive scent... Yet no one wishes to be fondled so it's back the silence the walls... Goin to waste n locked behind the surface of raw... There's no emotion or movement reaching for a chance to give... Let alone the crave of what's truly missed... Relations seen not to exist on any level due to everyone's to into self... When we all could use a lil fucking help... Enjoyed in ways life itself smiles bcuz it knows time will run out... As unheard words of hey psst never leave the mouth... It's always solo as orgasms jus don't feel the same... Losing the excitement without someone to spice up what's become lame... Tucked away is the desires held in when the gates need to open for some fun... With the feeling of damn that turns into fuck me's coming from lusts... Passion fades as hormones rage wantin the extras to come get it... Laying without the lights as nights last with the comfort of the fix... It's the mind constantly convincing the natural needs to shut the fuck up... Thinking what the fuck.!.
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