ʟᴜʟʟᴀʙʏ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴀʀs

012 | Tʀᴇᴀᴛ

I long to feel those
warm hands tangling,
trapping themselves
within my hair

To feel the softness of
her fingertips as it
gently graze along my cheek

To see her hungry eyes
locking with mine as she
allows me to steal
her last breath-
she was waiting for this too.

You are my forbidden treat,
and I go half mad wondering
what it would feel like
to taste you.