Friday, November 06, 2015

The Worst.


It was in the shivers, the tingles that started at my neck and ran up and down my spine;
your touch left me weak in the knees, my body electrified.
My heart was on fire, I never knew desire like this.
You could do the least and send my spirit soaring, it is so effortless.
Our hands intertwined as we shared all our secrets,
and made one another promise we would always keep it.
We discussed philosophy, talked about fashion, and science,
until we gave in to temptation, and decided to try it.

I lead and you follow, chase me around in circles,
bite my lip, never let go; come into my world.
I could never resist you, I don’t ever wanna give you up,
I’d be right next to you and still never feel close enough.

The love between us was flowing, the passion always escalating,
all you had to do was lick your lips and I was scintillated. 
The vibe was always right, our connection was ethereal.
Your kiss tasted better than Cinnamon Toast Crunch, my favourite cereal.

I’d make you put on my cutest sweater, just so I could undress you;
shower you in my fragrance, nothing is more sensual.
My fingers wrote you love letters in your hair,
then trickled down your back, you had me gasping for air.

Breathlessly I would whisper sweet nothings in your ear,
then give you that look so you knew I wanted to take it there.
My butterflies were fluttering, bursting with joy inside of me;
we were as meant to be as covalent bonds in chemistry.

I don’t know much about algebra but I know one plus one equals two,
it doesn’t matter if we win or lose it all, I want you, and only you.
Our bodies collided until sweat was dripping between us like waterfalls,
crash into me until we are one--baby, make me whole again, fill me up with your love.

I start convulsing, I feel my toes go numb
you get me lightheaded, fireworks fill the air every time we are done.  
I hold you closer, stealing your warmth and energy,
feel my heart racing, you really got the best of me.

Is it the worst thing that I only want you in the worst way?
That’s just how it’s been, ever since our very first date.
Your skin against my own, is like no pleasure I have ever known.
All it took was one simple look and I was hooked, I knew that I was home.




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