#lovebite
Standing across a room,
Looking around to find you.
I see you, I feel you, I think too much about you.
But you are blind.
Blind to my looks and glances.
You seem me, you feel me, but you don't think too much about me.
Skin on skin.
Hot flashes of flesh.
Too much to think, too much to feel.
I didn't ask for this,
But it's too good to be true.
Touch,
Feel,
Look,
Grab,
Bite me.
You may leave your mark on me,
But I am not yours.
Because there is no us.
And there will never be...
An "us".
Apr 25, 2018
Apr 25, 2018 at 12:35 PM UTC
You called it a love bite
Like the word hickey would burn in your mouth
and strip away the taste of her still on your lips
You called it a love bite
Because hickey sounded like troubled teens
and stained sheets
You called it a love bite
Because her perfume still stuck to your shirt
and you didn't want to take it off
You called it a love bite
because you loved her
But you knew she called it a hickey
and nothing more.
Apr 18, 2014
Apr 18, 2014 at 5:19 AM UTC