Your slim body,
Your gentle movements,
Your angelic eyes
Are all a part of our last dance.
It’s messy,
Wild,
Hot,
Amusing.
I was thirsty for you;
I still am.
Our bodies link —
We are dancing in sync.
I see the sorrow in your eyes,
Mixed up with euphoria from the drinks you had.
I can feel my body full of you.
I can sense your body full of me.
I watch your fragile hand,
Moving to the beat of music.
I look at my own —
It’s following yours.
Every move you do,
I copy.
Every feeling you have,
I have.
I’m not able to let go.
I’m too addicted to let you free.
Your suffering from it,
I know.
But the moment had come
And you part from my hand.
You distance so quickly,
And I’m left here with a hole in my heart.
for all the touch starved ones
04/24