Hot breath meets exposed skin.
My breath catches in my throat.
I think in that moment, you notice...
You see that I am terrified to let you love me.
But I am helpless to fight it.
The pull is too strong.
And as scary as it is,
I don't want to...
I want to feel your hands on my skin,
your breath in my lungs,
your heart beat with mine...
I want you.
The taste of your raw, unchecked hunger.
The look in your eyes as if I'm all you could ever need.
More than food, water, or breath itself.
Because I want you that much too.
I'm scared to say it out loud,
but it's in my eyes, my blood,
my hands as they reach for you,
pulling you closer.
Please don't let go...