warmth

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i had given him that perfect gift
for his perfect self, i watched as he smiled and saw the love in his eyes.

as i watched, i fell in a trance. his presence was astounding, breathtaking. his joy made my heart race. i would look at him and i'd just want to steal his breath away with a kiss, a longtime awaited one. i wanted him close, i wanted his touch.

slowly, it was time for him to go and i felt cold. i craved for him to be near, just craved for him. he gave me a long hug goodbye and i couldn't let go.

his cologne, masking me with such emotion and hunger lingered.

his warmth, lighting up my cold soul, starting a flame inside me, i was on fire.

i craved for him, it was an unhealthy want. but he sparked every nerve in my body, in such a great way.

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