SUCH WANTING
What was it like to taste me?
To feel the electric as it rippled down your spine.
The taste of an angel, a lady in waiting.
Would you like to live within my life?

Stains of black makeup ,ingrained on your pillow.
They also stained your broken heart.
For you never accepted you were worthy of my pretty love.
I can't believe I made you love me, but I did indeed.
You and I still stand together, but apart, for what we believe in.
You have exquisite ******* dear.
I taste better than whisky.
Much better than wine.

Here I perch as the kingfisher waits
Still waiting for my king to return.

Dressed in a white crushed velvet frock.
You in raven black.
It's been a couple of years now.
Do I still want you back?
(C) Livvi