Fond of Distance

Heart pumps. You can feel it. Way too fast
Faking that the brain is free.
Blood moves. Inside then out.
Ready for pleasure.
Disrespect was never meant.
Finding the whole thing mixed up with sneers.
Thoughts move through the streets.
Speaking dazed hints. Breaking and Taking.
Dancing without smiles.
Sometimes it is not enough to want.
These times you have to need.
Truth has always been the most naughty.