perhaps the most appealing part of you
is that we could never be together
never in the same room
under the pretenses between these sheets
laugh lines forming a parenthesis
becoming an unfinished sentence
embedded in your thread count

you always liked me better
when you couldn't see my face
roleplay began taking the shape
of a placeholder instead
missing what we couldn't have
taking what we could get
greedy and all-consuming lust

i wonder who else might feel the same way
when affection grows into resentment
repulsive to the tongue
forbidden love becomes bitter
when it is left to breathe over time

Manicure the landscapes of my gaze – a far-off forest whispers
sweet nothings before a lover fades into memory – growing
weary; the taste turns bitter, like rising *****. Lingering sweetness;
the flavour of honey clings to my lips, a hive buzzing with our
fantasies woven in dreams – yet this imagination comes tethered
to a swarm of bees.

A television muse; she’s a show looping in my thoughts,
preying on my moments, I’m praying pretending to be
faithful, my hands are little more faithful than I was to you,
never keeping you in focus.

We must have believed we were creases, yearning to love
beyond the inevitable wrinkles – beautiful, flawed beings;
yet even a beast knows it must seek another to thrive.

How humans are so vile.

A concealed chaos danced in our gazes – our skins quivered,
muscles coiling tight, startled by the electric brush of our hands.
I drew the essence of my longing into your bare form, enveloped
in a veil of creamy sweetness and intoxicating fragrance;
a moment long awaited.

My lips, glistening with the fantasy of your space, a yearn to
explore those four walls that beckon me, to caress, to hold,
to savour the taste of you against my own skin. You are my
deepest desire, my ultimate love, the very pulse of my
existence; let us unite tonight to ignite a new beginning –
a new existence.

Unconventional actions; striving to align with your essence –
Losing fragments of myself; yet each advance pulls me back,
A reminder that it may never be sufficient – I don’t wish to
Approach you too forcefully, but I also yearn to offer more
Then you anticipate as we entwine in this chance act of passion.

You unveiled me with your gaze, your breath a tantalizing
First caress – your lips tease as they graze my skin, your sharpened
Teeth leaving a mark; our scents will linger on these vacant sheets…
Your hair will be tousled, even as you attempt to secure it – your
Body will radiate warmth, and I’ll sweep away the remnants
As if dusting off forgotten corners.

Yet your touch is gentler than the rush of air filling my lungs
As we kiss – you’ll sway your hips, beckoning me closer; that
Image is impossible to dismiss. I’ll immerse myself in the sweat
That pours from your skin – embarking on this journey to
Uncover every tender petal of that vibrant bloom calling out to
Me so fervently, urging me to give everything I have.

How gut wrenching it is
To know
How many sunsets I missed
Because I was angry
How many sunrises I missed
Because I was sad
And all the clouds in between
Because I didn’t care