Illegal murder is the best murder

Every kiss makes me fall deeper.
Deeper in the need to love you.
Every touch makes me more crazy.
Crazy for that dose of passion and sweet lovin.
Ever hug just drives this desire.
The desire to be skin tight all the time of the day.
Every breath you take makes me want to take your breath away.
Your body is sexy to the look.
It could rivals an angels.
Moves me deeper into this lust for your being.
People call it love.
Some people call it sleeping.
Others may call it getting hot or sex.
We call it murder.
Because it murders our innocent card.
The innocent card that everyone thinks we have.
Good kids we were back in the day.
Before we meet each other and become the creators of the stalkership relationship.
The stalkership that led us to this good friendship, but were more than friends.
You're my lover.
My angel, sweetheart, sweet side, babe, baby, goddess.
The lust just washes over this reality.
As the desire flies freely in these dreams.
The dreams mimic what happens in the lustful reality.
Love, Lust, and Desire just enchant your body.
Like the Greek goddess Athena.
We shall not brave that far into this lustful reality.
But we embrace each other passion for this lustful reality, desires flying free in our dreams.
That we hope that they start to run into that reality.
Desire lust rush through our minds as we lay down at night and think about the love we have.
The love we have for each other is the love we desire.