poems.

sensual.

what if I tell you
what's on my mind?

I want you

oh,
how badly I long for,
crave for,
need more of you
and I'm scared to
say it out loud,
scared of the truth behind my thoughts
I don't want to uncover the meaning
of me uncovering you,
undress the truth
like I undress you,
don't want to talk about it
just like I don't want to talk to you
except how to lay me down in your bed
right now

I get so weak looking in these eyes,
just like I feel wounded
when I let you know
any of this

there's an ocean of thoughts of you
in my head and
I go swimming every night

there's a sky full of stars
just like wishes to kiss
these fucking precious lips,
but
how do you reach for the stars
when you don't want to be honest?
cause I don't want to be honest,
don't want to hit me with the truth

I just can't,
but I want you, girl
I really do

you're driving me crazy
without noticing it
and it's okay,
because we both don't even
know a single piece of it, right?
nothing familiar about getting lost in each other,
getting lost of control
like a free fall,
cause that's what you feel like
-falling into every shatter,
every single edge of you

and I can't decide,
if we fly
or rather meet the ground at all

so nothing on purpose
even though
perhaps
it's best for us,
but don't judge my thoughts
when you smell like that,
don't judge my hands
wandering over your hips
when you dance to me like that,
don't,
cause I want it so bad

and now
you fuck me like hell
burning every sin out of my body,
bite like a tattoo,
causing a mark
that never truly leaves

gosh-
how painfully good you kiss me
it's almost embarrassing to write it down,
cause I am longing for the feeling of
you sucking my lower lip
and you grabbing my hair,
you pushing me into your mattress,
you all over me,
but
that's just something on my mind

and now I know
what's on yours too