Hold me
Because i know you want to.
Feel the lightning
On my tongue
Feel my fingers
Over your skin like calm, cold water
Hear my breath
Like an orchestra
It holds your attention
The audience.
My legs
Like the serpent
Wrap around your waist
And you give in
Like Eve.
Your fingers explore
The silk that is my hair
Like a child in a garden of roses.
Hold tight
And don't let go
Or I'll walk away
Leaving you to choke on fresh air
Be without my scent
My presence
My hold.
Be alone
With no warmth
No emotion
Just desire
Pick your poison.
Get addicted
Or die without me.
YOU ARE READING
A collection of Poetry by a Teenage Girl
No FicciónCall me Lo. I've made the decision to put my poetry out there for a few reasons, though it's not so great. -Another teenage girl will see this and relate to some of my poetry and know she isn't alone and her feelings aren't invalid -Those who choose...
