Under Your Skin

Mouth open,
It’s late,
Dead silence,
Black space,
I’ve been patient,
For too long,
I just can’t wait to get under your skin.
Without thinking,
Take,
What I want,
My claws creeping down,
Where it’s warm,
If I’m dreaming,
Is this wrong?
I just can’t wait to get under your skin.
I’m not sure what this could be,
Something’s broke inside of me,
Tucked away and out of sight,
The after-hours bring it to life.
I can’t help it,
No,
I can’t speak,
My skin’s crawling in my sleep,
My head’s screaming,
I can’t stop,
I just can’t wait to get under your skin.