I want to be as dark and terrifying as your pupils get when I whisper something you've never heard before.
I want to be your contracting ribcage when your body prepares itself for the incoming war of lust and boundaries.
I want to be the unsettled texture of your sighs while you pretend you're not in love.
I want to be as enslaving and infectious as the laughter emanating from your throat is when I'm kissing it.
I want to be the sweetness of your lips when you kiss someone who means something to you.
I want to be as lethal as the tremble in your voice is when you realize you're addicted to me.
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Sharlene Alba
Full of raw and unfiltered fluid poems, short stories and prompts on love, sex, relationships and life. I also review haircare, skincare and other beauty products. Instagram: grungefirepoetry MissBeautyBargain Facebook: grungefirepoetry
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