You took my hand. Cold and anxious it was.
It was desperate and honest.
You lead me to a door, to the waiting room, fed me bits of you, questioned my beliefs, desired my body, built my want.
You took me to that room, leaving me there hungry for more.
Always wanting more.
Grasping for more.
You sat me down and glanced at me, my eager eyes waiting for your next play.
You’ve left me wet with a hungry desire.
I’ve never felt the fiend like this before.
I’m done. You’ve won.
this heat inspires a pistol on fire
delicate in a cutting frame.
and you know
i can blame no one else but me.
on a pedestal of fabric,
make the aches grow weary
make your parts work for me.
oh god what can i become. i enjoy this movement too much.
hopeless soul may never do good for you.
we move in slow motion
with built up behavior that leaves us nothing
but confusion and desire.
we slip through dark nights
hiding the fire that melts us together.
we fall into silence, these moments with eyes connected
and blooming
all the need
all the denial
all the question of what should be’s and could have’s.
then you leave me cold in a question mark,
wrapped up sheets.
weak in your hands that walk away from me.
you’re my addiction
breaking down the rules, tearing down the walls
feeding what hides inside
destroying all logic.
i need you.
can’t you see the discipline i give?
i pull it back and leave everything for you
rape the ideals, serve me pain
make me want all the bad in you that’s good to me.
i want you.
can’t you see?
you’re my obsession, i can never let go of this.
and if you want it, it’s yours.
so forget the doubt, just give me what you can
hung up my bets in the bedsheets
lustfully crawling knee by knee, hand by hand
straight to your favor.
the chillness in the air encourages sweat
and the touch of your hand causes goosebumps covering my entire body,
i flex in the caress of your fingertips.
and happily i look at you, eager to please. hungry from want. aching with need.
i bloom as a kitten in your glowing light
rolling and twisting,
just keep grasping for more
…the description of a likeness
i can’t quite find the words to explain.
you’re the pit fire of magic
i don’t even know how to make you believe it.
you’re an addiction i can’t, i won’t let go of
with this influence we hold against one another.
you’re the inflicter of what makes me hold pride inside
distinctive in my own actions where i fall fatefully with you.
you’re every cell i wish to love.
captured in my moments with you
i’ve never felt so consumed
and when you press your heart against me
mine beats harder trying to let you know how i feel
and when the morning comes
my thoughts bloom in memory of you
i’m always wanting more…
more eye contact
more touch
to feel
more love
this heart is lost in an emotion
it’s something only you can bring
… lover.
take good care of my instinct
don’t let me let go of my fire.
bring me all that newness i call desire
bring it to me for however long i may keep you.
and when you release all that we feel
i’ll keep it safe in my vein.
this certain heat has become a part of me
and i’ll let it feed.
Eyes close. And your vibrations move into my sight.
Move into my center.
Eyes open and I find you in my reality.
this slow honey drips between us.
Leaving me an ache that delivers right to you.
Right to your choosing.
Slow.
Like honey
My want may never leave.
you and me.
we are untouchable identities. hidden from me is what i’d like it to be.
i should know better. driven motions i make.
want always rules over logic
but i don’t care.
you’re like a bad habit i could get used to.
a secret hidden only for me.
you’re a future imagined.
