The goosebumps from the first touch. The heart beat at the first kiss. The lips from the first orgasm. It all still lingers.
You touched me and for once I felt something other than pain, you kissed me and I no longer felt empty, you are the piece I'm missing.
The clothes on the floor, the sheets on your skin. The silk in your words leave me craving more.
Your grip on my body, my nails in your skin. You are forgiven.
YOU ARE READING
Lost in the Rain
Poetryinspired by my favorite poet here on wattpad. This book is a doorway to my mind, the good and the bad. A way to release this pain this never ending black hole.
