It’s never enough.
You gave me
The whole night
In your arms
But when morning came
I wished the sun would die.
You held me tight
Until I suffocated
But when I came up for air
I still couldn’t breathe.
Your fingers
Set my skin on fire
And from that moment
I only dream of you.
You love me
You listen to me
You fill me up.
But you always leave me
Empty
Hungry
Longing.
Until I’m in your arms again.
You’re my drug.
@ Sarah fay free (insta)
This piece was inspired by someone I love that I can never get enough of.
About the Creator
Sara
Don’t look for love.
Be love.
The Fish Song
The room didn’t smell like disinfectants. Its fragrance seemed light and not overbearing. A soft mixture of lavender and mint permeated the space. No beeping machines or any tubes hooked up to four-year-old Kaleeka. Her cacao skin seemed to glow from the light over her head. The family, save for one and the doctors and nurses exited the room like a trail of saints showing their last vestiges of regard.
By Skyler Saunders4 days ago in Fiction
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.