I want to possess him
with every touch, I long to bring him closer to me
to devour him and make him my own
every brush of my fingers on his chest
brings an insatiability
an attempt to absorb him that's never quite achieved
except in those moments when I touch him in places
that only I have ever touched
so I keep yearning for more
Every time I sit upon his lap
and feel his hands wrap around my waist
I'm aware that it's he who possesses me
our eyes locked together in a way that says
you're mine
I'm his, whether he wants it or not
because when I'm with him I lose all control
the sparks of electricity a high voltage reminder for our bodies
that long to be one, and
when we're apart my thoughts are consumed by images of him
the line between lust and love a faint mist of smoke
the loss of control intoxicating
and excruciating
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Invading every thought
PoetryA book of poetry. These are my words, written about love, desire, romance, heartbreak, and all the feelings in between. My thoughts don't have to be spoken to be known. A work in progress.
