I get lost in the taste of your lips
you drag me down a pit of lust
and worse
love
I tangle my fingers in your hair
so it will be harder for you to leave me
when you eventually try to
I used to think kissing
was clearer than this
clean cut
black and white
but when our tongues crash together
an explosion of colours
detonates in my chest
I gasp for breathe
trying to capture
some semblance of sanity
and I fail every time
your hands pull me close
yet I feel as if
there is still too much space
between us
I shiver as you hold me
the passion flowing through us
almost too much
for me to comprehend
we part
and all I can think of is starting again
how were we strangers
before this
how did I live without this
without you
you make me feel beautiful
you make me feel happy
and I want you to feel the same
is that too much to ask
is it?
YOU ARE READING
Spilled Ink
PoetryThis is just a collections of my thoughts in the form of poetry I guess. It's mostly freestyle. Please give it a read. some pos may be triggering and will state the warning above said poems.