written on March 4th, 2021.
He had a desire, a need, for every inch of her.
He watched her slowly blossom as her petals unfolded
and grew drunk on her perfume.
His soul thirsted for the smell of her breath against his demanding lips,
The taste of her under the covers and
her voice vibrating through every vein in his body.
It idly made him wonder if he could be the one to grasp the thorn.
Babes, this was my first fic ever. Be nice lol!!! I warn you: this could be cringe