And the silence in the buzzing atmosphere became anything but soothing.
My skin turned cold, agitated.
A silent,weeping,separate organism waiting on your roaming, insistent hands.
There where murdering,painful holes where your laughing face and playful eyes should’ve been.
I missed the embrace of your radiating heat.
The smoke that leaves your lips but doesn’t stain my skin.
Your towering form wasn’t there to shield me from the light.
I missed the soft skin of your neck as it turned crimson under my hands.
The silk hidden in your lower back and the cotton prickling of your hair.
I longed for the taste of your fingertips grazing my lips ever so dangerously. Salt and
Figs. Sweet and Dirty.Unforgiving and Permissive. You and Me. The dominance of
Every pull, the tenderness of Every finger intertwined with strands.
I missed everything.
The sun, the sand, the leaves, the rain, the blizzard and Apparent restrain.
Everything.
Even When Nothing was mine and I Struggle Not to be yours.
Elements
The silence in the buzzing atmosphere became anything but relief.
My skin became cold, agitated
A quiet, plaintive, organismsmo apart waiting for your street, insistent hands
had murderers, painful hole where your face smiling and your eyes should have been playful.
missed the hug of your radiant heat.
smoke out of your lips but do not stain my skin. Your
tall figure was not there to shield myself from the light.
missed the soft skin of your neck as he was becoming crimson beneath my hands.
hidden in your silk and cotton ticklish back of your hair.
wanted the taste of your fingertips touching my lips so dangerous that way.
Figs and Sweet Sal and Sucio.Inexorable and Permissive. You and me.
The Sunination of each pull, the sweetness of each finger is intertwined with the strands.
missed everything.
The sun, sand, leaves, rain, snow and the apparent restraint.
Everything.
Even if nothing was mine and I struggled not to be yours.
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