My Bittersweet Tangerine Heart | 2

8.) Yearn.

I yearn for your touch,
your fingertips along my cheek,
caressing and letting me know
everything will be okay.

I yearn for your taste,
your tender lips against mine,
begging for another slice
to feed your hunger.

I yearn for your look,
your stare into my eyes
like you stargazing,
but I am the only one
in the night sky.

I yearn for your teeth
against my neck,
slowly biting the flesh,
and my soft moans
when you do.

I yearn for your sound
you will make
when I feel your skin against mine,
our warm bodies colliding.

For this is what
you make me do,
my beloved.

You make me yearn
for all of you.

- Taylor-Anne
October 22, 2018.