you dance around the idea of love & lust because your heart is scared of what can erupt. your constant need of someone’s fingertips brushing on your skin to help erase your years of sin, hiding in glasses and pushing away all those who remind you of your sadness. don’t be casual about love and think what you’re seeing is enough, you have to say what you need and look past temporary satisfaction for your future breed. mistaken concern for constant judgment I want to kiss your forehand and remind you of your purity. It’s there, love it’s there. your innocence your heart from when you were small wasn’t designed to decay as you evolved.