hold onto me as though you wish not to let go,
because maybe i don't want you to,
maybe i'm craving your hands on my body,
your nails scratching down my back,
maybe i need to feel your body close to mine,
for in those moments,
i feel something,
mimicking that of love.
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Intimacy
Poetry"bring forth the passion and lust from deep in my body, i'll put on a show just to keep myself happy, being used is better than serving no purpose at all." A poetry collection unravelling the comfort in intimacy and mental health issues linked to th...
