don’t wanna talk about it
or tell you who I am
or listen to you tell me
people aren’t explained, they are experienced
don’t want leftover’s
not your’s or anyone else’s
no hand-me-down kinda love
there are no half measures
you either give all or you lose it all
No, don’t wanna talk
don’t wanna hear the sound of my voice
unless it’s moaning in response to your touch
just hold me and let the rain fall
let the jazz play
let me feel you close
against me
that’s all I need
all of you, against all of me
quietly against the rain
don’t ask me, I won’t tell you
show me without words
and I will tell you everything
without saying a word
Q♥