It stabs like a knife
As cold strike my back
As your fingers make me twinge
As each bite a peck against my neck
It shoots like a gun
As your touch in bare skin
As your lips send jolts to my collar bones
As your words blast rainbows to my veins
It hangs like a rope
As the air in night conversations
As every stop makes me want more
As the heat surround our tangled bodies
It kills me like all of them combined
As jumping off a cliff
As drowning in an ocean
As living without you
Jul 7, 2015
Jul 7, 2015 at 9:01 PM UTC
It stabs like a knife
As cold strike my back
As your fingers make me twinge
As each bite a peck against my neck
It shoots like a gun
As your touch in bare skin
As your lips send jolts to my collar bones
As your words blast rainbows to my veins
It hangs like a rope
As the air in night conversations
As every stop makes me want more
As the heat surround our tangled bodies
It kills me like all of them combined
As jumping off a cliff
As drowning in an ocean
As living without you
