mywrds:

your kiss
that i will never have
again your lips
i cannot taste now
your eyes
that i cannot ensnare
again your eyes
elude me
your heart
that i cannot entrap
again your heart
escapes me
your hand
your hand
that i would hold
has slipped away
i’ve lost you

mywrds:

i close my eyes
to feel my syn
the touch of lips
upon your skyn
the swell of need
to be withyn
to take control
to build your heat
i close my eyes
to feel you near

mywrds:

i want to touch you
just a kiss
lips pressed where
it can’t miss
a finger tip
drawn warmly
on your hip
an arm around you
pulling you quite close
to feel you with me
as we fall asleep