Some Type of Rapture

U ever been caught up in a real life lust thing?
A
damn it's wrong
but it's gotta be right cuz it's so strong
try to fight it but u can't get enough thing?
I mean
logically
I should probably
uphold the standards of morality
that I know are ingrained in me
but...
it's just not that fuckin' simple
cuz when daylight's tired of fighting
darkness it just kinda...gives in
and sin wins
and the next thing I know
all I can think about are
interlocking limbs
and kissing til my tongue
is so exhausted it becomes numb and
begs for repreve from me
and he...
stirs in me this thing
that manifests itself in wetness
and forgoes all forms of political correctness
and all that can calm my internal storm
is his silent thunder
his muted monsoon winds
and more than what's going on
I anticipate what will happen when
two minutes after this moment
he takes me and devours me with the yearning in his eyes
parts my thighs
buries his weapon of unmatched pleasure inside
and it's presence fills me
I love when he feels me
tighten and release
and deprive him of the control he seeks
and he's past the point of coherent speech
but I get the message
not so much peaceful as it is a war declaration
and it's not so much his hands as it is the look on his face and...
in those critical seconds I wave a white flag of surrender
and I'm so happy that he's claimed victory
that I ride the first horse in his celebratory stampede
and when we've reached the end of the parade route
I hop off and strut my ass out
like what happened never happened
pretend it's not even a memory
cuz this don't got shit to do with real love
it's an uncontrollable lust thing.

Yep. Sometimes it just be's like that. :-)