let me
hold your hand
when you're pulling on my hair
as the lights are dimmed
so that only i can feel you tremble
and see your eyes roll back in your head
as your back arches
when you scream for this
i want you to be with me
rather than just my tongue
or my lips
i want you to see my art
the way i am loving it to you
could you
find my heart in your chest
as i have given it to you
the way you have given me yours
in this bedroom
where we express our desire?
xxx
YOU ARE READING
Pained
PoezieBook #3 in the Drained series Love with a darkness within. (Rants included, along with my old collections from journals I've written in the past)
