How can I describe,
This burning, acheing feel.
You gave a whole new meaning,
To the phrase, 'Looks can kill.'.
I want to feel your skin,
So smooth, yet so cold.
I want you to feel the beat,
Of the heart that you now hold.
You say your the villian,
Made to destroy and decieve.
How can that be true,
When your the one that saved me?
I want this heart wrenching diesease,
To eat me from the inside out.
I want you to feel the same,
Without any shades of doubt.
Yes, the lion feel in love with the lamb,
As masochistic as he may be.
The lamb may still be stupid,
But atleast she made him see.