Desire Gets in the Way

Desire gets in the way

You can't hide such an ugly trait

I know it's not easy

When everything you want's within in your reach

The better the bed you know

Than the bed that you don't

This fire burns incessantly

I can't lie, I kind of like the pain

I know you'll put it out

You always put it out, before it consumes me

For you, I'll remain

Chained to the bed we made

But I get to choose your lingerie

We'll lie here forever like condemned criminals on trial

I'm down for whatever

The uglier, the better