• I want you
    I crave you
    Feeling your gentle touch,
    Your hands on my waist,
    Your lips on my neck,
    Giving me chills,
    Making me ache for more.
    Hearing your heart
    Beating against my ear
    As I try to be
    As close to you as possible.
    Tasting your kiss
    And whatever else I dare.
    Seeing you smile
    When you roll over in bed
    And see me,
    Beside you,
    Like I swore I always would be.

    It's...frightening.
    The vulnerability that comes
    With needing something
    Or someone
    So badly.

    Your touch,
    An injection.

    Your kiss,
    A hit.

    Love,
    The narcotic.

    And you,
    My dear,
    My dealer.