A Love Hate Passion

 I hate how I falter in your arms,

Or how I melt on your lips.

I hate how I crumble before you,

When your hands reach my hips. 

I love the way you hold me still,

and the way you tell me no.

I love the way you say you want me,

and the way you don't let go. 

You take away my control,

when you grab me by the hair.

With every kiss I lose a breath

With every breath a little less care...