Leanne_脸脸

The drag of your hand across my chest
Sparks a blaze my lips cannot extinguish
You, stubborn inferno.
You drive fast, and damn the red lights for slowing you down.
You see my veins shake at your first touch
The power to move my blood on your own accord.
The definition of heart.
And after the stick shift jerk,
I beg my skin to do tricks
Like forget how good it feels to lose control
Between the burning house
Of your hands.