I Wither Away

Weak minded, I am fading away, like the flame burnt out

I wither, like the flower, without water, the plant without food

Desperate is my desire, I can't stop this feeling, I beg for you

I thirst for your drink, your kiss, your strong hands upon my face

Your embrace, my ribs against yours, my nails embedded in your back

As I scream for lust, I dream for thrust, into your eyes, I shall fall

If not, I shall wither away, into the pink dusty sunset, where I lay in the mood