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.