I Am The Reason You Are Scared

 I am The Reason 

I am the bitch.
You tell me no, I say yes.
I can't have it, I work harder
Blinded by lust and greed
I am the keeper of the night
When he touches, I am that tingle
I am the sneaking breast, full of joy
Your wandering eyes filled with undying passion
The reason you second guess, I am it
I am oceans of champagne surrounded by sacred night whispers
My soul sends passion ripples from a thousand pure stars
The motion of her hands plunging between pink moons soon to clutch your
rose fruit along with familiar ripe nectar of joy
I am the little voice in your head telling you live a little