I crave attention.
I want you to kiss the back of my hand as I clench my fist.
I want your ears to perk whenever I speak because you love to listen.
I want your words to flow deeply,
Butterflies in my womb,
Heart thumping.
Pounding in my chest.
I want you to lust for me,
Even as I do the things that hurt you the most.
I want you to dress me in clothing that we both cannot afford,
You wish to supply me with my every want.
I want you to think of me,
In your darkest days,
The days that you are left without me.
I crave your attention,
I desire for you to only desire me.
I crave to be your every wish and need,
And as I fulfill them,
I still,
Crave your attention.
YOU ARE READING
Woman.
PoetryA book of poems and feelings. A book from a girl, a rose from the concrete. A Woman growing.
