memories never die
i have a desire for every inch (of you). the smell of your breath on my needing lips, the taste of you under the covers and your voice rummaging through every vein in my body. -- it's easier to fuck you than write you poetry. you say i am the center of a chemical reaction and a nuclear catalyst. when you are on top of me, sometimes, i picture shedding my humanity and disappearing. -- you dragged me with your half smirks and i came to be your personal cigarette.
il ressemble au d├ęsir, qui jamais ne se pose.