I want to touch you,
but i can't.
I want to feel the warmth of your lips on mine,
but I won't.
Cause the things you do to me can start a war.
So, I crave those lips,
lust that touch,
and I want to stop wanting you all at once.
Compelling me with that stare,
it would lead me straight to your bed,
but you knew it when you kissed me with pure passion and no regret.
YOU ARE READING
Aren't we all sinners, because of love?
PoetryPoetry I just wanted to capture the feeling of something greater than all of us. Love and Pain. From overwhelming butterflies to aching thorns.
