Sitting near the window
Your scented shirt on
Your favourite lace on
I smile and watch the rain pour
I close my eyes and place my hand on my mammilla.
Your body on mine
Our hearts beat as one
Your natural scent invades my nostrils
Your androstenol scent
The smile we share is of joy and love
Next to me you stay
Holding me close
Chasing away my insecurities
You kiss my forehead
Locking the vault of memories that you and I share
We laugh at our surrounding beautiful mess
It was worth it all
You rub my mammilla
Kiss my shoulder and whisper
'You know exactly how to make me feel better'
Confusion cracks my vision
Is our moment ours?
Is this just my moment?
Do you share it with others?
I only satisfy one of your types of needs?
Am I the cherry in your sundae?
Only delicious when the sky cries of loneliness?
I smile
'I really needed this tonight' you say
Shut up
Shut up
Shut up
I kiss your lips
You must be feeling cold, your lips are frozen
I touch your heart
The beat no longer matches mine
A stranger again.
Only my love fills the room
I suffocate
Knowing tomorrow is another day
Apart we will be
You go back to life
I go back to Senhor Void
The man that kept me high and dry
Feed me memories of you
The man who whispered to the deaf
The man who played movies with no audio for the blind
The man who made me realise
I open my tearing eyes.
I miss the taste of the stranger,
I love.
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Yuan Desires
ŞiirYuan is a Hindi word that best describes this poetry book. Explore and unlock the hidden Karma sutra treasure chest that's hidden away from the world. Some poems will be lessons Some poems will be experience Some poems will be the fantasy that wa...
