Touch Me LIke A Stanger

I miss what it feels like to be naughty
the thrill of the unknown on my body
the thriving moment of passion when
you could get caught in the act of sex
I felt so alive in being used and abused
to know that I was pleasing someone but
I forgot that I needed pleased myself to
feel something so large and in charge
pummeling me and making me his I miss
the chemistry that we had when our bodies
touched, that spark of life and sensual pleasure
that shot through my entire being, I was excited
to feel alive. We had that feeling once, and I want it back.
I want us to work, but at the same time I want to be
free to be who the past haunts me to be
I love you and I want to be completely honest with you
so touch me like a stranger again and make
 me yours so that I will rememer what its like.