I keep telling myself that all I want is one more kiss
One more hug
One more touch
One more collapse into your arms
Once more holding on for dear life
But I know that just once is not enough
Just once isn't what I want
No, I don't quite believe that I will ever be satisfied
Ever craving another fix
Shaking and shivering from your withdrawal
Addicted to you and suffering
For there's still a hole right where you left
Shaped precisely in your form
Your figure having etched itself eternally into my frame
YOU ARE READING
Sonnets for Someones
PoetryI've discovered a love for sonnets due to my AP English Literature and Composition class, so I began writing sonnets about people, places, and things. These are a collection of sonnets, as well as generally poetic musings that follow my thoughts.
