You make me feel. Better than I was, like there could be a place for you where there was no one else before. You make me want, you make me ache. Hungry for your taste, ready for your touch. Willing to beg you to leave your scent all over me. I’m caught up in thisContinue reading “don’t hold back”
Thoughts engage me in silky memories of you. You’re like a playlist that crawls beneath my skin, My Eyes close with the thought of it. My fingertips find my lips, Tongue grazing the surface with thoughts. I’m suffering from hunger, A desperate need to taste you… And no one else will do. And with theContinue reading “girl caught in your whirlpool”
She was a silent love force. A Muse of her own. Something like magic, anxiously stirring in a teacup. Desperate to be drank and understood.
I thought it’d be him. I can feel the sting still deep in my psyche. I knew for sure it’d be him. Until the time came to produce and felt nothing coming to me. I thought it’d be the end. I knew it deep down inside. I knew for sure he could be my guidingContinue reading “black light”
The book found me again. As a teacher to tell me to let go of the emotions with thought and experiment and learn and feel utmost pleasure and play in the deeper end. I can’t help but constantly question. Constantly think about the next discovery of you. Driven by a deep rooted ache that won’tContinue reading “bittersweet exploration”
I like your focus, Given deliberate. Courteous with thought, kind in movement. I like your texture, Curious with landscape Hidden softly, carefully felt. I like your sound, Sweet symphony delivered with purpose. Slow like honey, dripping with accuracy. Tell me that you’re my magic. Then show me.
I can be in love twenty one times and it doesn’t matter. Because when I look at you, my heart splits and my soul expands. And in that factor, I’ll give what you ask me to. I am ready for your warmth, patient for your glorification.
You were a great experiment. One that I constantly looked forward to learning more about, reaching further into, building with. But you grew cold so quick, it left my psyche bruised. My interest losing its spark, feeling a little used. You were so glorious in the moments, I was eager to please, But you pushedContinue reading “it happens to the best of us”
The closer you get, the more vivid the color. Imagine what you could feel if you would do more than just touch or taste it. Only fools waste (something good only to feel what it’s like) to want (something else). Somehow I am ::hovering quietly to:: not.
Keep me sharp lover. Take care of my instinct, Don’t let me let go of my fire. Bring that newness of desire, For however long I may keep you. And when you release that feel… I’ll keep it safe in my vein. A certain heat that’s become a part of me. And I’ll feed.