woman in my mind

Damn all my deflated honesty.
I erase it all in my mind
and here I find it on paper
little masochist hoping someone will read
so I can be a little more uncomfortable in my skin
oohh yes thats right.
so I can imagine someone is longing for me
my withered insecurity looks around these pages
and finds thoughts and c****
torn and abandoned
lust is a a little less sticky
between me and my own demands
cause your a little too bossy and you don't play so nice
if your not the only one getting attention
even when its just us at night.
so I am looking around at all these rants and raves
torrents of lust so ripe it pains this vixen between my thighs
and all this commotion in my heart
is taking away from the woman in my mind
and probably lust and pain and love shouldn't
but they go hand in hand so I'm sitting this hand out.
cause even a masochist can understand
love shouldnt be lacking as much as this.