I savor this feeling of skin on skin
feeling the pull of my hair
we are in too deep
to not have a care
the way you make laugh
the simple touch of lips on mine
sensation of your hands on my back
I'm in too deep and can't relax
I want you now
and maybe for a while
must we always bid our time?
the way I fall too quickly
too fucking fast
you aren't ready to hold my hand in the dark
but then you look at me like that
and pull me in so tight there's
no room for air
but I don't want to breathe
only stay still in time
just waiting until you will call me mine
About the Creator
Christina Vanhaerents
Cluttered mind, chaotic life, and a heavy heart... I write to keep sane.
Instagram: @cmvwrites
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