once my teeth have all fallen out,
i will line them up like little bone tombstones,
and love my dentures more than
i will ever mourn my
flesh.

maybe it was your brooding eyes
maybe it was your veins
maybe it was the fact that i can't stop imagining you with
your hands scraping at my back
because when i'm with you,
i can't help but feel like i'm radiating


visions of you running your lips down my back
keep me awake
and i can't ******* sit still
let me taste your ivory skin
let me feel your eyelashes under my lips
because, ****, without you i suffer

and i'm greedy with my touch
because i can't seem to get enough of you
no matter how much i grab
bite
kiss
lick

even thinking about this makes me shiver
**** me with no regret

i've lost more people than i realized i had to lose

x rated thoughts invade my mind when i see you
but instead of thinking **** me
i want you to love me
i want you to make love to me
i want to hold you and tell you you're beautiful until you believe it
i am aching to kiss the small of your back
breathe words trying to express my feelings for you onto your bare skin
and i want you to know that every time you touch me
i'm giving you a piece of myself
take care of it
you're pulling me apart and i love it


i guess you make me emotionally *****

Your lips taste like cigarettes and your thighs feel like porcelain and I just can't decide which I love more