pleasantly pink and supple delectable even i’m sure they’ll feel so wonderful placed delicately upon mine
i indulge in the thought of your touch
(warm and safe)
curled up at your side breathing you in your scent unknown to me
something i’m eager to decipher
once i am released from this cage i promise to devour you every inch of your body no secrets between our skin
and if you so choose
...no clothes either...
just pure ecstasy produced by the entanglement of unveiled bodies
and teen angst
i fantasise about love and how we might make it time and time again beside the purest of touch
(a soft embrace)
never forgetting it began with a song and grew with isolation cultivating longing strengthening our bond...
...until the day i can hold your hand
i haven't been very active on this site for a while until my emails started blowing up due to a poem I wrote way back in 2018 when i was 14! i hope now that i'm mere days away from 16 my poetry has improved and matured. i'm sure 14 year old me is giddy with excitement over the traction that poem has gotten over the past day or two.