Unravel.

Sense unexpected. I was always too embarrassed to let myself go before you. Time seems so short and already you have me begging for my lost control and yearning to lose it completely. I’m surrounded by temptation, and the free samples in white paper cups taste so good. I am helpless. I held myself up as something precious; guess your ease was meant to kick my pedestal out from under me. You test my will power, and it’s not strong enough. With every new day it slips away a little more, one more glide heightens my sense. Cloth one inch up, skin next to skin is too warm to resist in the winter.

Panic always sets in when the safety zone envelops the space around it. Desire in my mind clothes panic in excitement; it wears the uniform well. I can’t resist you. Somehow you’re patient enough and my virtue lies firmly within me still. Let me gather the strength to keep it until I know you’ll keep it safe. Not your first with last up to chance, I need your heart. You’re already changing before my eyes and I’m proud of the model you are. Time will tell me. I need to last, to watch the clock tick. All you’ve done for me, it’s mounting. You have little left to prove. This feeling means something to be nagging so soon. Don’t disappoint me; don’t prove me wrong.

Maybe meant to be is slightly drunk and dressed up in tattoos.