You were my addiction. Letting you slowly drain out every last part of me until I was blue in the face begging for more. You drew me in like you were begging for me. Your body aching to get a taste of mine. Entrancing me with your lips and hands gliding down my body. Every part of me wanting more but when you were done, I was left there gasping for air. I pretended not to care or maybe I was just too blind to see it at first but when you had me all to yourself, I couldn't be helped. That's part of the attraction. You get drawn in and everything's fine then you crash and beg to rewind time. You live and learn. By the end of it all...you hope that you survive.
Written By: BistyC
VOUS LISEZ
My Book Of Poems
PoésieLike poetry? Well, I've found something that you'll love. So, pull up a chair, sit back and relax. Let's the stories behind these poems unfold...
