thoughts wander
to the taste of bitter wine on your tongue
entangled in the memory of your cologne
and the imprint of your thumbs upon my sides
your hungry gaze, could it be passion?
or was it only the high?
was my beauty you claimed of but a moment of heat?
the shelter of your arms against my tears
was your companionship truthful?
finger tracing the bird on your rib
stubble rubbing against my skin
your eyes devouring me
your limbs caging me in
why do i long for you so
when i know i only belong to your sheets?
maybe i became addicted
to every piece of you i could taste
every inch of you i could bare
perhaps kisses outside your bedroom walls
i began to transfix
i began to hope
you could want me
despite the depriving distance
so maybe your departure saved me
from falling into your charm
that promises no committment
why is it you that i crave after all?
no matter who makes love to me
i feel you in my bones
your erasure
is unattainable
