i won't leave traces that i'm changing into different faces fooling people of my desires i'm stranded on a wire with just one wrong step, people will know the depth of my longing.
i'd like to think i'm only indulging and will not forever be craving: the taste of your lips the way your hands fall into my hips as our breathes mingle as our tongues entangle making my body all tingly, leaving your scent into me.
there will be no traces of this poisonous fruit my heart chases because this is just a phase i'll sober up one of these days
but for now, let your traces seep deep into my bones and let the room be filled with both our moans.
i can't remember why i wrote this, probably after reading a manhwa or sumthing