the pinkness of your cheeks
your lips stained red
eyes like cherry pies
the brush of day's wind
steals your breath
tendrils of your hair flutter beside you
my urge cannot stop me
the hunger to take
is swarming me like locusts inside
i would damage you
but you have stolen my heart
and murdered my pride
hence i run to you
because i cant have you
because your one of a kind
but i just want at least one touch.
YOU ARE READING
Inked Coast
Poetrya series of stanzas embodying the simplicity of nature. [cover design by imploding-hearts]
