In The Face Of Desire

It’s good to watch you undressed
From all that makes you ill and see your body trembling by my side

I know you like to mess things up
To put the blame on me in the morning

Dirty little secrets all around
Silhouettes that deceive and fascinate

A game without a score
The primal sound coming from your mouth
Shows that we are but instinct

In the face of desire
I think it’s time to throw it all away and just get stuck, sweating, looking, untouched

It may seem perverse, it may seem strange
It may be libido-free or over-enjoyment
The beauty of imagining the touch on a beautiful naked body
For today, let me watch your show

In the face of desire
I think it’s time to throw it all away and just get stuck, sweating, looking, untouched