Will you love me when my hands shake in yours?
When my fingers can no longer grasp a spoon?
When my cheeks lower and my eyes remain hooded?
Will my beauty last longer than a night for you?
I wish I could hide my face in your chest and ignore your need to look at it.
"Can I see? Baby can I please see?" You can whisper in my ear with a smile on your lips. I'll shake my head repeatedly and squish myself deeper into your warmth like a blanket.
Would your hands rub my back as a sigh leaves your lips?
Would you trace little circles on my arms?
On my thighs?
I'm scared to show u my face when u show me love. I cant expose how much I've craved to be held...
I cant let you see through my skin to my soul.
I barely know what it looks like myself.
How could I let you see it before me?
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Dark skinned Dreams
RandomJust trying to find myself and my place. Just trying to find peace. People told me I should make a diary and this is it. It's all personal thoughts and feelings I hope that I'm not alone in feeling. Major trigger warning ahead.
