Your presence makes me feel warm on the coldest nights; on the nights where my soul feels frozen until you walk in through the door

where you’d pin me down and draw me open like a map, lifting each bit of anger out of my heart

where this lust built into us finally conquers the anger that has been engraved into my heart time after time again

and my common sense decides to take a run while every naive piece of me falls back into you, to the hurt and the lies