i want to make love to your mind.
i want to kiss every inch and heal every wound;
i want to run my fingers over every hole and stitch each back to life.
i want to straddle every memory
and watch them get off under me, unfolding secrets you were dying to let out;
let me under your skin,
i need a place to rest.
show me what comes to life inside your veins when you're all by yourself.
tell me what drives you crazy – in both the good and bad way; i want to be just that.
show me the parts of you even you never knew existed.
i need a taste of you.
whispers and bites won't hurt as much as trying to figure you out,
yet i'm scared i'll get suffocated if i try to sleep with every doubt.
YOU ARE READING
as quiet as a fire
Poetryyou have my heart and mind in your hands now. i hope you have a safe trip. but read at your own risk, i can't promise you'll come out alive.
