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Ava Courtney May 2019
I was your sugar rush,
You craved me for a short amount of time.
Begging me
Asking me
To give you more
You devoured my love.
You tasted my lips,
The lips you said tasted like brown sugar.
I was always on your mind
My warm honey colored body
And my brown sugar lips
You craved my curls.
My dark brown eyes
Everything…

But eventually your craving ended
You no longer begged me
And asked me
You became too full
The hunger you had for me went away
You told me you desire something “Healthier”
Something “better”
Our love was sweet
Maybe too sweet
And sometimes too much sweetness
Can make you sick.
you remind me of mac and cheese
creamy, salty, and cheesy
just the way i like it
i always want to see you.
Amanda Kay Burke Feb 2019
Cravings for a hit
Hints of sin begin within
Winning bit by bit
Cravings are the worst
دema flutter Feb 2019
I don’t crave revenge and grudges,
my soul doesn’t feed on anger,
it feeds on confrontations as
it only craves the truth.
Lieke Jan 2019
as the dense look in your eyes embraced me
your lips grip onto mine
clutching me tight
cloaking me from all pain.


i am a solid woman
but to you i am vulnerable
you contain the power to break me
melt me to pieces.


your dark eyebrows protect me
as the essence of you comes closer
you fix me with your glance
seasoning me with a smile.


lifting me up
                               up
                                            and away.
7 January, 2019
Leo Janowick Jan 2019
ME
Me! If your wicked little girl who eats every inch of your body in these dark nights the one who is a demon in your burning wishes, quenching your thoughts on the nights of madness, that I am the evil who enjoys your living flesh throbbing between my lips succumb to The high hell calsinandose among the lowest passions... in my hells.

Me your little girl. Profane your body with the delight of my cravings itself,...
Turning it into a sublime, ecstasy between beehives of the hells that consumes, every space,
From your virile member ami craving
Devouring your skin in my cavída putting and pulling every moan, of our feeling.... between the walls screaming and moaning in this osdcurida of the wicked nights, I your little girl who brings the taste between the lips of your sweaty.. permeating In the skin, your scent of man.. that makes me travel between hell and glory I your little girl.. the one who plays with your body. Me your sadistic little girl and the one who devours your *** and the one who enjoyed in my cravings infinite madness, only I revealed your prostituciónes, and I discover your nakedness with my lips.. and I don't get rid of you because you know I'm Perverse
Xoaquín Oznian Dec 2018
[Hurts So Good by Astrid S is playing in the background]

"Do you feel important now?"
you asked me in a gentle whisper
as you were caressing/kissing me
I said "Hell yeah I feel important."
"Good" you said
"Do you?" I asked
"This is not about me. It's about you." you said
You smiled as you touched my face
as you pressed your ****, seductive body into mine
A blossoming trail of infinite kisses followed
tears in your eyes
lust on your lips
seduction in your voice
my hands on your hips
your hands on my body
tight was your grip
tight were your lips
the deeper you pressed them
into my neck
my nails digging into your skin
I cry at the very craving of you
what have you done to me?
hurts so good
****....
Chris Dec 2018
VOP
This is just the beginning

Soaring high
Oh so high
Strung out for days

Till the comedown cries

Lay back a ton
of my body parts
I weigh a ton

Spark a fro

Give myself the head change
This color stained

The river under my skin
Strong willed would be nice
Overcome now

Everyday cravings
Got me going crazy
Got me willing
Thinking to myself maybe
Just maybe
I'll make it
Passing thoughts of suicide
Closing doors
Open my mind
A human that is at war with addiction of any kind....is at war with their innerself....
Immersed in the struggle & the fight for ???
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