As I wake to a subtle glimse of streaks of your crimson long hair & golden skin umongst the forrest essembled thick white sheets
I crave you..
I crave you as though you weren't mine at all as though I had meet you drunk the night before
in a hunt for nothing but the thrill of one night,
and have just realized how beautiful you actually are in the light of the pale morning.
I crave you in silent doses of visions of you naked/vulnerable,
my mind withdraws from
such thoughts, such cravings..
as though I had come to a sudden realization that this foreign drug that has let my hormones spiral in a seemingly uncontrollable tornado are merely symptoms of its side effects.
(Lust)
Dec 13, 2013
Dec 13, 2013 at 10:34 PM UTC
As I wake to a subtle glimse of streaks of your crimson long hair & golden skin umongst the forrest essembled thick white sheets
I crave you..
I crave you as though you weren't mine at all as though I had meet you drunk the night before
in a hunt for nothing but the thrill of one night,
and have just realized how beautiful you actually are in the light of the pale morning.
I crave you in silent doses of visions of you naked/vulnerable,
my mind withdraws from
such thoughts, such cravings..
as though I had come to a sudden realization that this foreign drug that has let my hormones spiral in a seemingly uncontrollable tornado are merely symptoms of its side effects.
(Lust)
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