High on your skin

Just hormones probably.

You don’t realize the pain you inflict on me
When you position your limbs that way
And look into the lens that way
You don’t realize the lust you create out of nowhere

I’m not sure why god gave a hint of his grace to a few
A hint of his elegance that will flash through your eyes
A resemblance to deity that will burst from your motion
And evaporate into oblivion leaving a human behind

You don’t realize the power you hold
Over my existence, my substance, my being
I want to drink your grace and get high on your skin
I want to consume your very existence

You don’t realize the painful craving you cause
Either that, or you’re trying to kill me