I fell for you
Desire,
Flat on my face
Out of my mind.
You twisted your legs around my waist
Shoved your tongue down my throat.
You ran your long fingers down my hair
Caressed my sweaty cheeks.
You visited me,
Desire
But you decided to stay
You were comfortable.
And I embraced you
Like an old friend.
You clogged my arteries with adrenaline
Filled my veins with thirst
Til I couldn’t breathe
Because you reached out of my throat.
You made my eyes squint
Blinded me from seeing
Anything but you.
I clung to you for comfort
Looked to you for relief
Because you were all I knew
The dizzying anxious rush of you coursing through my blood.
I fell for you
But I’m slowly getting up
From the cold hard ground you left me on.
Goodbye,
Desire.
About the Creator
Sara
Don’t look for love.
Be love.
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>That was a bad idea. I thought you knew… >Oh, the pathos! I don’t really know you as well as I should. In fact, I may not know the real you at all. That essential, sparkling you that you only reveal to a select few. Had I been paying more attention to the stories you are so fond of telling, in which you are invariably author, narrator and protagonist, I would not have been so foolish as to set you up on a blind date. After all, no friend has ever done anything of the kind for another. That’s preposterous. What is a friend, really?
By D. J. Reddall3 days ago in Fiction
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