Yet to be determined...

I tend to get myself into trouble when emotions peak bcuz i try to do to much...
Who am i too tell my heart not to feel the tenderness from a woman's touch.?. It's not passions fault for wanting to be free to live the way the mind never stops... To take away some of the thoughts that linger with an ache that alleyways tends to flip flop... There's things desires cannot help but to open doors for when a gentle hand soothes the flesh... Creating a natural affect that pleases a pure sensationin building in the chest... Conflicting with the monster in my head who attempts to control the situation when loosening up... Six feet deep n buried is intent without a tombstone so no one can find me slipping into luv... As the story goes, i am my own worst enemy due to those i crave ain't no good for me... So the anticipation is tge fuel of if I'll ever give in to another death tucked away in lonely dram dreams...