If looks could kill, I'd be dead.
I swoon for you.
You're like cocaine, I can't stop inhaling; intoxicated.
You are everything I see, everything I hear and everything I want.
Desperate to have a taste.
Just one tiny lick.
My body beneath your fingers and eyes as bright as the sky, they linger.
Over my chest, down my stomach, to my eyes then to my thighs.
I love it when you tease.
The feeling I get when you hover above my panties. You leave me breathless.
You fucking tease.
YOU ARE READING
Poetic Vibes
Poetryhe held my face within his hands looked me dead in the eyes and said "you're worth it" ••• in that moment i've never felt more loved #924 in Poems #229 in Poetry Collection #606 in Poem
