It's just a fantasy
They say
It's just a screen
It's just
It's just
It's just
What is it really?
People tossed and turned
Up and down
In and out
Sweat dripping
My stomach churns
Dropping love!
Your selfish desires to appease
My hearts' gripping
Mind unease
My soul is wrenching
Begging for release
Pressure sitting
Your choice to let go
For a fantasy or a few
Head filled with other things
Except the one thing
That matters most
Love so true
What is it really?
Words words
Just small words
Incomparable
To actions
Actions
Give me actions!
Your word meaningless
Love- not a transaction
You can't get what you want this time
Hot fantasies
Running wild around your mind
Lust lust
Fire, hot lust
Your ignorance a bliss
Scorching my trust